Why... in the peppermint fuck.... would you wait an hour to eat a biscuit?
Why... in the peppermint fuck.... would you wait an hour to eat a biscuit?
They could ruin football just watching it at one of their houses, no mics or cameras involved.
You wouldn’t consider food that is literally ready when you arrive, food that you is being rung up as you’re ordering it, fast food? O...k...
Egg wash?!?! Stop it, bruh! Butter melted in olive oil.
You don’t have to park at your house, though. Don’t ask me how I know.
(And you’re welcome.)
Cast iron skillet. I’ve reheated pizza in the oven using a skillet. I’ve also actually just... basically fried leftover pizza in a little bit of butter. Impossible: A word for those who lack imagination!
If you’re willing to vouch for Little Julius, that’s a point to the opposition...
I’m confused... Do you not consider Connecticut to be part of New England?
Had to be used? The recording studio was already booked?
These are the thinnest of justifications. We live in the future now. People are making entire albums on iPads. The problem here is the “need” to stick with one way of approaching this rather than trying something different. This sounds like someone whose job…
Do you think he owns the armored truck?
WOW! That’s... WOW!!! Flight and freeze in one gif!
No.
I’m a Lions fan; I just nodded when I read that.
You typed some stuff but you didn’t actually answer my questions.
“This concept that “politics” needs to penetrate everything needs to die a quick and hard death.”
Where are you witnessing this concept? Who is perpetuating it? In my experience, the people who don’t want to see sports and politics mixed are usually the people who are politicizing sports, often by discriminating…
We had Detroit Lions season tickets growing up. My senior year in high school I was at the Empire State Building on a trip. As I was walking in, this super familiar looking guy greeted me enthusiastically. I responded in kind. We talked for a while. I hugged him. He left. I joined the line for the elevator. People on…
I spent a four day weekend in San Antonio and, other than being underwhelmed by the size of the Alamo, I definitely left thinking I was a pickup truck away from a little slice of paradise. Then someone reminded me that Texas in April is not the same as Texas in August!
Depending on what type of scalp/hair you have, one could actually fuck their hair and scalp up if they washed it every day. It can literally CAUSE dandruff.
I’ve had a haircut and a shape up this year and, unless someone asks me to be in a wedding, I’m only getting two more shape-ups (if I get it cut again at all).
“You are also making an assumption that people willing to sign up to storm a military installation are all cowards that turn and run at the slightest hint of danger or harm.”
In chronological order, though, you’re both making the assumption that the half million people who signed the petition all have the means,…