Playin’ the hits!
Playin’ the hits!
Idiot Gets Played!
How about that airline food, huh?
He does fine cabinetry work in his spare time, when he’s not harassing and groping.
I’m sure that’s a tremendous load off of her mind.
Some are pre-sliced and some you have to pull open.
Nope, it’s always a sandwich.
Is a sub a sandwich? If your answer is yes, and it certainly should be, then a hot-dog is a sandwich.
Trump AND history.
Great!
How do you feel about flop sweat?...gallons of it.
It had to be said.
I personally like “That guy looks busier than a one-armed wall-paper hanger in a windstorm”.
He might as well, he’s looking as skittish as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rockers.
Yeah, and Bill Wyman’s son was once his father in law. True story.
Snake farts in a wagon-wheel rut low.
Exactly this.
This is not the time to bring up whipping out anything.
Look at the Edgelord over here!
Don’t all no wave bands only sell a few copies?