This headline is a mess.
This headline is a mess.
What a bitch!
Northern VA resident here - consider myself D.C. as that's where I work and play. I've done my part to help with the Interest.com report. I'm 35 and I've purchased 56 new cars (ranging from a Smart Car to a 458 Ferrari). Just doing my part.
I was disappointed when this didn't end in a head on collision.
Ha. I would guess its on its way to the middle east.
Not sure about boogers but I always wondered about the theory that cancer was caused by biting your fingernails. Something about ingesting your own DNA. Always thought that made some crazy sense.
This is definitely on a container ship already.
For women's running, this article has way too many words.
Now that Nene is out for 4-6 weeks I do believe the Washington Wizards regret trading him for Andre Miller. Vesely's main skill is utilizing his 6 fouls.
What is my girlfriends underwear.
The one with Justin Timberlake was SO much better.
It might be the only Volkswagon model of its kind in the US but I see plenty of Volvo C30's everyday.
What sucks about the Grand Canyon Skywalk is that they make you wear little booties on your shoes. Really ugly booties that practically ruin any chance for a full length picture of yourself.
The fact that she put her entire palm on the rear quarter window to open the drivers door sends my OCD crazy. Fingerprints….so many fingerprints….must…wipe…clean...
You seriously think I am trolling about Kinect? That I have nothing better to do then bitch about my Xbox One? I have both a One and a PS4. Do you? If so, you'd know the Kinect issue is now a known issue with the Day One batch. Oh yeah, since your so interested I'll let you know that Microsoft is sending me a…
Great, now if only my Xbox One Kinect would work…at all. Thanks Microsoft. POS Kinect. Thanks for working for 24 hours and then turning into a huge black mantel piece that does absolutely nothing. BTW, I don't have the time to hold for "over 1.5 hours" to talk to a customer service rep who will no doubt have me turn…
Nothing goes better with some great jazz music than Pepsi Max. Ugh.