He brought the pudding...
He brought the pudding...
Not too many comments pointing out how fucking bonkers it is to respond to grooming allegations via a cutesy song on the ukulele...
I hope these two fucking kill each other.
There’s a lot of things Americans will do to murder someone, but going to the library ain’t one of them...
That makes more sense, but the logistics are still off. “Demonic whore/fake” is a lot of text to put on a license plate. That’s the type of thing you splatter across the windshield with bright red house paint.
I’m trying to figure out the logistics here. For instance, how did she get Boebert’s driver’s license in the first place?
Mountain Dougie...
I know Don Pratt’s not a lawyer, but I think he’d do a good job representing Johnston.
You’re dog shit.
Or a hug from a drunk...
As a once great TV show taught us many years ago, it can be two things...
This kid and that woman are both fucked in the head...
**pushes glasses up**
I don’t feel tardy...
Boosh!
Then watch Scenes From An Idiot’s Marriage...
“...and it is on its way to surpass the UK in GDP per capita.”
“Song Song” is Talk Talk’s biggest hit...
No one’s mentioned the funniest line of the night. When discussing Kendall’s plans to emphasize the prospect of everlasting life in Living+ communities, Roman mentions that he’s not a fan of death. Kendall responds with, “I know, right? It’s bullshit.”
That first sentence is a doozy, man.