Cole’s law?
Cole’s law?
Who wouldn’t wanted to wear a helmet like a hood ornament.
With solar cell charged Tiki garden led lights on a stick, i hope. The torches kind of got a bad rap recently.
Chopping onions for lasagna just for one is such a chore. <Snifff>.
What about the eye roll of death?
What? Looking in the mirror, pulling down his underlip to check a painful sore and seeing blue glowing hieroglyphs? After all he went through? He’d freak out a little.
This is a little longer clip with a scene.
Why do you hate people living in section 8 housing?
Hot Buttered Soul (1969), Shaft (1971), black moses (1971).
The dailyfox ones.
They are sacrifices to mammom and some other deities. The number of victims with each mass shooting goes up because the number of available virgins has been going down. Hence the gop’s obsession with purity & abstinence.
Just ad a tbsp of dark matter, a drop of bleach (on a gallon) and you got the pan galactic gargle blaster. Well, the mass produced tourist version.
I was referring to the hypothetical case that one of your relatives could adopt a hyper intelligent monkey. Which could be good at teaching shorthand and blind typing.
It’s a nice thought that an IQ augmented monkey escaped from a science lab could one day find a loving human family who will care for it like one of their own.
Bartenders, in most countries, are obligated by law to stop serving liquor when the customer is perceived to be, well, drunk. It’s harder for liquor store clerks because it is just a moment of purchase which could be just the second stop on a nightly milk round of five.
As long as it isn’t going to be whitewashed; directed by michael bay and situated in a small imaginary city state next to monaco with an all starched cast.
That happens to any man on earth (or planets). Gain just enough or loose enough weight and hair, they enter the Nick Offerman zone.