Those commercials never did anything other than provide fodder for jokes.

So what is a po boy in a sliced loaf if not a sandwich?

I always hated when I would need my hands so I would hold a smoke in my mouth and then inevitably momentarily blind myself.

It really depends on what kind of asshole your landlord is, but I really don’t see a scenario playing out where the cleaning crew they hire will save you significantly more than one you hire yourself, plus tip.

$5 says leclerc crashes before turn 12 on the first lap.

You paid $350 to only get 90% of your deposit back?

“bitches and their money, amirite?”

Why did I still think the font end was extremely ugly when I saw one in person yesterday?

I can tell you two things do not go well together with certainty: Sugar free jolly ranchers and road trips

I guess that is the point that is weird to me. Like if you grown and find yourself in a segment that a large organization has spent countless man hours bashing and calling sin, why do you even want your union to take place within said organization? 

Most candy eaten without succumbing to diabetus like my father and his father before him would be an acceptable record. 

Really though, you could get all this info on me by getting my work schedule since I largely drive the same path 5 days a week at the same time of day.

So weird to me that so many people want to be part of something that views their love as illegitimate.

Jokes on them, all they’re gonna find out about me is that I probably go to popeyes too much.

Its like someone said they like the C30 but needed a 4 door at the expense of everything else.

Without the spare and a trunk with an extra set of doors and lower ground clearance.

Kia said “were coming for you”

Jesus, racial problems aside, they all look like shit.

You lost me at 4 door.

If Gizmodo thought indoor grow farms were bad, what are they going to think of indoor mushroom farms to make fake leather?