You’ve never heard the phrase “The only way I can lose this election is if I’m caught in bed with either a dead girl or a live boy” have you?
You’ve never heard the phrase “The only way I can lose this election is if I’m caught in bed with either a dead girl or a live boy” have you?
I bet you picked Peggy Lee out right away, didn’t ya?
You’re very welcome
The 70s were a time of a lot of fabric. They had a lot of extra fabric, how do you think bell bottoms became a thing?
Here she is (terrible video) singing a Duke Ellington medley with Peggy Lee, Roberta Flack, and Sarah Vaughan. I’ll let you figure out which one is Aretha Franklin.
Silly wannabe Pilgrim, Plymouth is home to more than cheap gin used to get easy Portsmouth brutes into the sack, it’s also home to Plymouth Argyle, Theater of the Greens, true football at its best.
Fly, Eagles, fly.
I can’t pinpoint when it happened, but the fucking bass-thumping-rap-music-car stereo was the first sign followed by the group of 20-something loudly taking flaming shots from the bar to the terrible fucking dance music. Then it was terrible concerts and music festivals and then it was the mindless social drama and…
Sweet mother of childish ranting, go get fucking juice box and some crackers. After that you can nap you sniveling little twit. Jose will not re-tweet your tweets either, so stop begging.
Yes we are pointing and laughing at you because that was a deeply stupid comment. Pointing and laughing.
Joe Kapp, who had the accuracy and arm strength of a dead man, took them to a Super Bowl.
Two of those dudes in front are either in prison, became cops, or are now campaign managers for State Republican officials.
Southampton is the team you want. Great ownership, great coach and they are proving to be a training ground for the the monsters of the league while still winning games. By far they are worlds more interesting than the tired-ass London or Merseyside clubs.
I don’t know, the stiff-armed Duncan dunk and the ball hug were pretty tight.
Someone rang?
85 million pounds is not a massive gap in spending? Really?
Fuck you and fuck your friends. You don’t know anyone who hunts for food, you may know some jackalopes who cut some meat from a deer they just shot from half a mile away like all courageous hunters, but otherwise you’re simply full of shit.
And here I sit without the benefit of repeteaed head blows to use as an excuse.