Damn, Kristen, now I’m going full on 80s for the rest of the day. Speaking of Basia, have some Matt Bianco.
Damn, Kristen, now I’m going full on 80s for the rest of the day. Speaking of Basia, have some Matt Bianco.
1. That’s rugby.
Almost as good is Baker running down a Fijian breakaway - hitting an estimated 37KPH/23MPH in the process - and making a try-saving tackle at the 5M line. Not for nothing, the guy was selected 2017 World Rugby 7s player of year.
It did, however, end at the Battle of San Jacinto.
Came for this. Leaving satisfied.
I don’t remember that episode of Welcome Back Kotter.
I award you all the bonus points for the Hollywood Shuffle reference. Remember, if this whole writing thing doesn’t work out, there’s always work at the post office.
I’m all in for O.A.R. This should play as their anthem:
+1 Authentic Frontier Gibberish.
Handbags. No clear shots landed, and nobody hurt. Warn the captains to control their players, and get on with the match.
+1 Respect the Kicker.
Wes McCauley: “After reviewing the play, there was no distinct humping motion . . . WE GOT A GOAL!”
Love me some Dolly, but this very, very, very ‘80s version takes me back . . .
Tide Pod Gram for Gronk-o
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You had a floor? LUXURY!
“Buy her, pay here”
Actually, the Staples next to the County Center is now a CVS, so . . .
He intercepted on a Monday and his heart stood still - Da Do-Da’Ron-Da’Ron-Da’Ron, Da Do Da’Ron-Da’Ron . . .
For driving in and around the city, agree 100%, though we are not the most patient lot and will not hesitate to use our horns liberally if you’re fucking it up.