So, abortion=Bad. AR15=Good. Got it!

I took your word for it and just placed my first order, while digging my Third Love band out of my ribcage every 15 seconds.

Okay, so purely hypothetically, if one were a mother to teen or later boys, then Zout might well be used for “other” stains?

Okay, so purely hypothetically, if one were a mother to teen or later boys, then Zout might well be used for “other”…

She’s dating a just-21 year old from a “shit hole country”, so he’d already had reasons to be displeased with her choices.

If you ever get a chance to visit ABT in Northbrook, plan for a full day!  It is breathtaking, imo.

She looks kidnapped; silently crying for rescue.

I appreciate the recognition of our sacrifices.  Sometimes my ink stamper leaves residue on my acrylic nails, and let me tell you, if you’re going with French tips, it’s a wrap.

I want one done of me now, because she’s never looked better!

Anybody want to tell him that he doesn’t have to resume where last season’s graphics left off?

I ordered darling seafood forks along with my flatware pattern for toddlers and above. The kids and grands enjoyed having the Big People look, but something easier for their small hands to maneuver, and that wouldn’t give them an overwhelming load on a forkful.

If I had to look for R Kelly (barf), the only Justice that would be involved would be the tween boutique.

Schaudenfreude.

Like a parasitic conjoined twin.

He’s teaching him to “man up”, and as an athlete I hope he similarly finds a 2,200 pound creature with proportionate strength to give him a few lessons, as well.

Those people who paid to witness that solemn joining of two hearts as one should Not get a refund; they got exactly what they deserved.  The funds, however, could nicely be redirected to someone like me who actually has sense with their money but struggles to make ends meet.

I’m not sure why, but reading that Angelina Jolie got a pet rabbit makes me really anxious.

Their “VIP” wash room last December had urine so deep on the floor it went 2 inches up the heel of my shoe.

Brat sauce.

Ugh, that poster is so offensive. Little blue-eyed Jesus was but a glint in  his Dad’s eye at that point in history.