Dire Straits, Making Movies - Tunnel of Love, Romeo and Juliet, Skateaway. Not even a big DS fan otherwise, but this whole album is nearly perfect, and particularly Side 1.
Dire Straits, Making Movies - Tunnel of Love, Romeo and Juliet, Skateaway. Not even a big DS fan otherwise, but this whole album is nearly perfect, and particularly Side 1.
I thought we were referring to his awful gambling problem, and probably getting his dad killed.
But her emails!
Technically, Moses was the first guy to get information from The Cloud onto a tablet...
He’s not the Messiah. He’s a very naughty boy!
BREAKING: The bros have been traded to the Yankees for two mannequins and a dead guy wearing sunglasses to be named later.
Running the country is hard! Being the big speech man is tough. So this big presidential boy is taking a nice, relaxing day for himself on this gloomy Good Friday.
You have to pitch them across the border before they give birth, after all, otherwise you have an anchor baby and future Democratic voter.
“That’s a beautiful little girl. It’d be a shame if something happened to her mom.’ And then he was gone.”
After Trump gets rid of the Chief of Staff position, I’m willing to bet all of my Kinja stars that she’s going to be taking over those duties without getting the title.
Baseball is a game of tradition. If ballplayers today aren’t being paid enough they should do what the old-timers used to do-fix games for racketeers.
Every single day these fucking monsters find a new way to chip away at my humanity.
You are in error. They will be deeply troubled.
Good for them. It’s about time Scientology broke in to Hollywood.
And he’s not even going to the Yankees
Too bad Trump was in FL, he missed his chance to run out there unarmed to stop the shooter.
Those 10,000 wanted D’Arcy.
Here’s why I like it though: I’m not making decisions based on whether a game will take 3:04 or 3:07 to play. But if I’m watching some random Phillies weeknight game, when it starts to drag in the 8th inning, that umpteenth mound visit might be just the thing to make me say “fuck it, I’ll just go to bed.” Or even more…
I realized the Oscars were bullshit when Tommy Boy wasn't up for best picture.