That horse was a dick.
That horse was a dick.
It's good, but damn does Dennis Leary just fucking kill the momentum and suck the life out of everything so he can stare at the camera and do a fucking bit for 90 seconds. Forever after giving assholes a smug feeling when they order something with extra bacon, because they're fighting 'the system'.
Ahem… Space Pirates.
He's ok, it's just, as a character and an actor, he is surrounded by much better and more interesting characters and actors.
The DOD tweet was, shit, odd to see.
I want to sell bags of sand with an old timey label that says 'Shaklefords finest pocket sand'.
There's a picture of T. Roosevelt riding a moose and we haven't put it on ANY of our bills. Do you know how mad I am about that?
We are provincial idiots, terrified of abandoning an arbitrary tradition. See also: US attitudes to the metric system.
On solstice days, 9:11:01 am the shadow cast by the Washington monument points to where the WTC used to be.
Shit! How'd you know I was a Marksist?
I blame Steve Austin. The guy had enough talent and charisma to not need a themed gimmick.
Sheeeeeeit… old man Trump couldn't even sell the steak.
Seems?
It was a crowning achievement, that bridged a gap in the WWF roster, filling a major cavity in programming at the time.
Truly an incisive character…
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Ummmm… molar!
I'm in!
Eh, Tennessee could do worse.
Cute purse!
The perspective is reversed in the southern hemisphere. Gulf of Carpenteria.
Wait. I need closure on that anecdote.
Oh man, he looks thrilled!