I love Muttly!
I love Muttly!
Yeah, I’m a DDD, and that is NEVER going to happen. (Not that I’d want it to; that . . . thing . . . is a whole lotta ugly.)
I grew up hearing stories about the discrimination my family faced for being German-American during World Wars I & II. It breaks my heart that we haven’t come any farther than this after all these years. Poor kids.
It’s been YEARS since I watched this movie, but when I saw the gif you posted, I heard that raspy voice in my head. I had no idea I remembered the movie so well.
I want to know his story.
It’s the UK version of poor white trash.
I know! How come he doesn’t have a nickname?
I have a new dream now.
Please allow me to tell my best (only) hedgehog story:
NOBODY TOLD ME ABOUT PERIOD SHITS! For the longest time, I thought I was just weird.
Two burners created for just this article? Seriously pal, get another hobby. Or are you Joseph Koetters?
You sound like me talking to my dad or brothers when a sportsball player is in the news. “Who is this guy? Is he any good? Should I care?”
This brings back fond memories of watching my little brothers play youth sports. They were so cute back then! Kids picking dandelions in the outfield; a herd of 6-year-old soccer players following a ball across 3 fields because nobody knew how to turn the ball; the little girl with the pink skirt who spent each soccer…
Nice try, but if you take a look at his history at previous schools, you’ll see that this is part of a larger pattern of predatory behavior. This man doesn’t deserve your sympathy, and he has no business working in proximity to minors.
I’m too distracted by “feel her smell” to even comment on anything else.
I have a friend who loved a movie with the Rock in it (or does he just love the Rock?) so much that 15 years later, we’re still giving him shit for it. He’s straight, but for the Rock? Eh, maybe not so straight.
You sound like my dad. Do highlight truthers also still believe in traveling? My dad still believes in traveling, though (based solely on listening to him yell at the TV when I’m at my parents’ house), nobody else does. Judging by the way my brothers ignore his yelling (TRAVEL! TRAVEL!!!!!!!! HE…
You’re asking the wrong question. The correct question is, what kind of animal doesn’t put the lid down when s/he is done? Are we living in a barn?