“And here is where Hank dropped the nacho dip onto the white carpet during the third quarter of the Super Bowl. If you listen closely, you can still hear his wife’s scream.”
“And here is where Hank dropped the nacho dip onto the white carpet during the third quarter of the Super Bowl. If you listen closely, you can still hear his wife’s scream.”
What’s the point of having Michelle Obama on a podcast? You can’t see her arms!
Very fair. That’s pretty much why I don’t have a car either. I swear if my soul mate is on the West Side off the blue line, I’ll never meet him. Red line or bust.
Who wants actors that can sing in a musical? I’m quite looking forward to Russell Crowe’s one-man-show of West Side Story.
Nothing’s scarier than a room filled with Victorian/Edwardian-era dolls. By far the most frightening part of the film version of The Woman in Black
He specifically gave temperatures for medium heat? “Put your heaviest skillet over medium heat (yes, medium—335 degrees or thereabouts Fahrenheit).” It’s not vague at all.
That’s why he gave a temperature for medium heat? Purchasing an infrared thermometer would help get the correct “medium” temperature as described in the article (plus infrared therms are the shiiiiit).
You have no friends with cars? :( Even as a simple gay man who hasn’t had a car in seven years and whose friend group is also largely carless Chicago gays, there’s still one or two I could ask who would also be into a butcher shop run.
They’d make for perfect cat burglars up until the laser grids.
Rodin is Nae-naeing in his grave right now.
God, I’m glad gay butt sex is a lot easier than this heterosexual rite. Who needs graduating to bigger dildos in a single session? Rim, finger, lube, fuck. Easy as that.
I’d still rather see this concert than, say, the Chainsmokers
Considering Monopoly was first created as a tool to show the dangers of income inequality and wealth concentration, there might be no more fitting game for society’s current Gilded Age 2.0 woes than one born out of Gilded Age 1.0.
A lot of those “Eat This, Not That” foods/drinks are once-in-a-while treats and not every day consumption. I’m not getting a milkshake everyday, so the times I do, I want a freakin’ milkshake of ice cream, not fro yo.
Unless you’re actually using the fork tines for piercing food or twirling noodles, a spoon will always do. Macaroni is plenty short enough to not need a fork. Spoons aid in quick shoveling into my maw.
Weird how one of the most economical ways of transporting liquids is used the same for wine (a liquid) as well as laundry detergent (also a liquid). Who would have thought?
Also, kids shouldn’t be drinking from boxed wine anyway, so they shouldn’t be drinking from an ecobox of laundry detergent.
Yeah, it’s not universal. Sure, this article is from 2006, but part of the reason Wal-Mart failed in Germany was because they forced cashiers to smile. Smiling while in a service position is entirely cultural.
Make sure to get the Green Light from Lourde before you use her ideas. You don’t want theft as a Liability when you’re on tour.
Just finished Pride and Prejudice and Gay Berlin, so my next book will be The Origins of Totalitarianism. Figured it’d be important in this political climate plus continues by theme of reading more female authors this year.
Did I hear correctly that Chris Pine hangs dong in this movie?