Uh, hang your ass off the tub and shower-bidet it, then drip dry until you are comfortable with your underwear soaking up the remains. Then make a big deal out of your asshole friend inviting people over with no godDAMNED toilet paper.
Uh, hang your ass off the tub and shower-bidet it, then drip dry until you are comfortable with your underwear soaking up the remains. Then make a big deal out of your asshole friend inviting people over with no godDAMNED toilet paper.
The Ancient Art of War - This is one that’s always missed, but I promise you its impact was monumental.
I think this is EXACTLY what you are looking for.
For the love of GOD that one Swedish Rallisport Challenge 2 track that was 10 minutes of memorizing snow banks at night. Like black as pitch, NORDIC ASS NIGHT.
I want to write a children’s book where an SR-71 Blackbird and an A-10 Warthog fall in love. Star-crossed lovers, one a low ground support grunt, and the other a high-alt high-class spy. Better yet, call me PIXAR!
Sometimes, games are a bundle of lies... Sometimes.
Paul Rudd’s eyes that large are like the ANTI-SAURON. The Unblinking Come Hither Eye.
Est. 1991 - When my brother’s 1st try Dhalsim beat my arcade hardened Guile. Sill pissed. SOOOOO PISSSSSSED.
Technically they are EMANATIONS of the same UR-PARALLAX form beyond the Monitor Sphere! But yeah. Space Dragon Parallax is the main continuity, but I guess I’m confused on if it actually Hal possessed or if it takes just takes the form of old man Hal.
I’m still trying to ass end my way through DC’s Continuity, but isn’t the grey streaks / bulky armor version of Hal Jordan actually space_dragon_Parallax in a Hal suit (more or less)?
Houston’s got no chill?!? How much more chill can you BE!? She’s NAKED... RELAXING... ON AN 18 WHEELER!
DRINK. IT. IN!
What’s wrong with the guy in the first picture? Literally EVERYTHING BUT HIS HAIR.
OG Clown Lady. Say what you will for the prequels, the hair, makeup, and costume design was FOR ACTUAL REAL BADASS.
How about: “Your phone died or has no signal and you are now too stupid to do anything rational with out it. You don’t even have a clue where you are without GPS.”
This is a Mark Rothko - No. 61 (Rust and Blue), 1953
I just don’t get it. I mean I’m OLD... but I can get seeing a man implode, or if the music isn’t so just LAME. But this self-aggrandizing loser is just boring to hear about again and again. Its just obvious at this point.
Throw your furniture and all of your possessions in the trash, THIS is your life now.
What I’m trying to figure out is if this a brilliant pre-post, and after the fact addendum to the article, a posting glitch, or a hack.
One benefit of being on the cover of FF #1. Giganto’s even striking a similar pose here, which is of course only adds to the retro-future suburban vibe.