“Velveeta Corleone.”
“Velveeta Corleone.”
It’s dainty little cheese morons like you that are ruining it for everyone. Wandering in with your elitist cheese preferences and demanding that we all fall in line with your cheese whims. You make me sick. WHAT ABOUT THE LACTOSE INTOLERANT WHAT ABOUT TREE NUT ALLERGIES WHAT ABOUT MY FEELINGS, ASSHOLE
Idiot! You don’t even know what kind of cheese is best with walnuts! How do you make it through life each day?
Velveeta. Although it ends in ‘a’ and that sounds awfully Italian, and I still got my eye on those people.
And tanning beds.
...and guns.
Old lady, crone...
Add Amazon Prime/restaurant delivery, and coloring books, and I'm all set.
I always figured nose removal mutual attraction (NRMA) is what brought Kris and Caitlyn together in the first place.
So that’s who AJ Maclean is.
My mom tried teaching me some Czech words when I was little, and I misunderstood, and thought it was our secret family language. I spotted an old Eastern European lady at the grocery store, and yelled, “Stada baba! Stada baba in a babushka!”
My mom hollered at that moment like she was watching a soccer match. I was in awe. That and Neely’s caterwauling/odd gyrations/thumb action had me stunned.
I read Mel Tormé’s Judy Garland bio, The Other Side of the Rainbow: On the Dawn Patrol With Judy Garland when I was about eleven.
I love that movie: it’s so sordid. I bought a copy on ioffer, and have inflicted it on many people.
YES.
Lord, she was insufferable even back that far. How did I not see it?
If your stepbrother indeed died, I think you've answered your own question. I'd get an attorney.
Ahh, the Sheen Principle.
So... the diner probably got a location fee, so some good came out of this?