Nope. Twat.
Nope. Twat.
You forgot the brown sugar. Pro tip: go with the granulated kind to help mask the texture of the crushed ludes.
Tomato paste, garlic, pepper, salt, quaaludes, onion, vinegar....
Don’t question the article. You’ll get banned.
While it’s true a majority of sharks don’t eat people, it’s also true a majority of the animals in the ocean that eat people are sharks. When will the so-called “moderate” sharks step up and condemn this violence?
Okay so we all need to quit our jobs and find the Kraken. We’ll call ourselves Retrieve The Kraken!
Ogopogo still exists in Okanagan Lake, and if Ogopogo still exists... so does Nessie!
I’m so in love with your President. I wish I could be around 100 yrs from now to see how he’s revered - AND HE WILL BE REVERED - in history.
That, and because Natasha made some super shitty comments on her Twitter the night the hit post went up, angering TONS of people; the following morning, everyone began making their feelings known on the first post of the day (the one about unwed mothers, I believe). Then, Natasha posted something herself and that…
of course, by ‘withholding comment,’ we can all pretty much imagine what kind of comment you would have made. but passive aggression is cool, I guess.
My cats bite and claw me everyday. I deserve it because I’m alive.
Thanks for bringing that up. It’s important that people keep shouting “Benghazi!”-oh, sorry, “car accident!” whenever she’s in the public eye.
I disagree. I think this is the best thing ever. She knew Cosby personally and it’s hard when you think you know someone to assume that other people talking about him is truth.
Thank you. This is precisely how I feel about GSAW. Everything about its release is fishy and I don’t want to participate in it. The manuscript has been around for a very long time. If Harper Lee had wanted it published, she would have done it by now.
You are a fucking monster, Bobby.
That.... was goddamn fantastic
“I'm Backtatman"
And I think we can all agree that pics of leaking dicks are worst of all.
i now envision Religion personified as a very quiet, hunched over dude who just slowly invades personal space until he’s breathing on your neck.
this is good kinja.