Good Lord, this like the Dr. Bronner’s soap bottle of suicide notes.
Good Lord, this like the Dr. Bronner’s soap bottle of suicide notes.
Any word on where Hillary was when this “suicide” occurred?
Could it be Satan?
That second option would be crazy. Insane. And I’m pretty sure it’s the plot of Aubrey Plaza’s new movie.
Josh and Keith are the voices I hear in my head when I’m about to do something stupid. “But little did she know, checking her text messages in the shower would lead to something so heinous...”
I’m hearing Keith Morrison’s voice over a montage of these photos on Dateline NBC: “Two young women, using their beauty in an online race for popularity. It was all fun until one day that race took a sinister turn when Jennifer/Rosie picked up bedazzled pickaxe and the glamour shot became a mugshot.”
Or could it be that only a few companies are offering them the same choices for their #sponcon and they have similar taste?
I call shenanigans. They’re in cahoots together to create social media drama and drive traffic.
My elderly Serbian grandmother is convinced the Hungarians will come kill anyone and is less racist than this.
You’re supposed to say you once banged a Bruh with a Keep Calm t-shirt on (and that he didn’t remove the Tshirt of his flip flops during coitus)
I’m not racist. I have white friends. Namaste!
Go home Hollywood Foreign Press, you’re drunk.
This is a shame because Philadelphia fans are generally such a pleasant lot who just can’t catch a break despite years of loyal and kindhearted devotion to their hometown teams.
Unfortunately there is an inverse correlation between how fun the jags are and how fun it is to read jaguars junction.
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