Giger?
Giger?
In my mind, Hartman’s version of Frank Sinatra is the definitive version—meaning, when I think of Sinatra I’m actually picturing Phil Hartman in a wig.
It’s not about the destination. It’s about the body count.
If Theron can get ugged up enough to be in Monster, I’m guessing that her beauty can be tamped down to mere Megyn Kelly levels.
If you’re an StL local, Animal House in south city seems to be a pretty bitchin operation, too.
Only god knows why.
I’m bored at work, so I want to make a joke about how they can unhinge my joint—but it turns out that I’m not very funny.
A short list of things that KateH hates:
I prefer Danny Husk’s “Husk Musk.”
Interviewed for a promotion the other day, and I forgot to tell them that I’m not afraid to die.
Come on adult
Boooo
Is she bringing Billy Corgan?
This is an argument for people who are unable to grasp nuance, subtlety, or context.
Ask Frasier and Niles.
Not a fan of white weiners, eh?
A guy I knew in high school worked as a cashier at the local KMart, and he chased another guy (whom I also knew) into the parking lot after witnessing him shoplifting some video games. From there it escalated into a full-on brawl.
Just the women on FarmersOnly.com.
Come on...
If you wanna be all technical...yeah.