Well, on a positive note, at least she didn't have to pee in a cup like a Cubs fan. Cubs fans never win :(. Sadly, neither do the Cubs.
Well, on a positive note, at least she didn't have to pee in a cup like a Cubs fan. Cubs fans never win :(. Sadly, neither do the Cubs.
it’s a special pomade they keep in their leg rolls and smear on when you aren’t looking
If tomorrow all my things were gone
I'm proud to be an American, where at least I know my cheddar biscuits will be free. And I won't forget the men who died, so I can bitch about automatic gratuity.
Let's be complete here. The bakery *was* going to make an appropriate cake for the message. However, when it became clear that the employees just couldn't shit enough, even after a whole box of Ex-Lax, they just didn't have enough appropriate ingredients on hand to make a suitable cake.
You heard it on Kitchenette, folks: Phil is a penis.
People need to spend more time reading maps (it's fun!) and also traveling. Particularly americans. ;)
I only know about two kinds of holy fuck. What are the others, please?
Done!
OK, troll. You got me. Normally I dismiss, but I have to reply to this, if only to ask: what in seven kinds of holy fuck are you even trying to say?
What always gets me with these types of ads is that most of the husbands I know (myself included) do a majority of the cooking, housework, and half of the child care. Even as a guy, I HATE these types of ads because not only are they insulting to women, they're also insulting to the men who are the ones that may want…
Bro, get a life.
You know, we got your opinion the first 10 times you said that.
I don't know, is it worth a lol? I give that trolling a 3 out of 10.
I was thinking Selena Gomez, but she's not from a "poor country"?
"...I tried to change the details so no one can recognize me because I don't want this post to end up in tabloids."
Thank you for your service Mrs. Coffey.
Didn't drink enough Dr. Pepper, I guess.
That was in poor taste and I apologize.
Unlike the refreshing, life-giving taste of Dr. Pepper.
I can't stop, help.
Damn, that's WAAC.