Totally!
Totally!
I miss that camera. Like every other middle class American family from the 1960-1970s, we had one of those. I liked the way the flash cube automatically swiveled to an unused bulb when the camera completed a picture. I also miss flash cubes -- maybe more than I miss the camera.
I would go dressed as the Mermaid Mafioso (Why, why, WHY are mermaid and mafia concepts being paired up!?!?!?!) just so I could have a chance with the Sexy Goldfish.
Green Tea Kit Kats are not tasty, unless you like dry wall with an unpleasant herbal finish.
Green Tea Kit Kats are not tasty, unless you like dry wall with an unpleasant herbal finish.
I think the chef should have subbed in scalloped potatoes and kept the price the same.
akin to hiring Kid Rock to play Winston Smith in 1984
I was visiting the Berkshires in western MA in the spring, up from Houston. One evening, I saw multiple V-formations of Canada geese out flying overhead. It was really nice.
Good.
You are absolutely a ray of sunshine!
It’s still better than “A fellow like you couldn’t possibly have a girlfriend.”
I do not owe you any explanation.
While I’m glad that more people (presumably Millenials) are registering to vote because of TS, I must still say that if TS speaking up is what it took to get the American electorate to stand up, then the American electorate is ridiculously stupid and vapid.
‘60s-era Woody Allen on prolonging sex:
True. I loved Cosby’s albums as a kid, and downloaded them a few years ago before the Cosby story really broke, but I can’t listen to them any longer.
That menu is such a a solid take on the menu from Guy Fieri’s ridiculous Times Square restaurant that the producers could have just put in his real menu and the joke would have been just as funny.
Well, I have a CD of W. Allen’s stand-up, recorded years before the future Mrs. Allen was born. And it is some funny stuff.
So says the guy who has apparently never heard of Lenny Bruce, Don Rickles, Lewis Black, Woody Allen, Groucho Marx, or Mel Brooks. And those are just some Jews who are that funny.
House centipedes?!? If my house had centipedes, I’d burn my house to the ground.
This article is totally different from what the title led me to expect.
Thank heavens this high-profile one-percenter is out there standing up to The Man for the rights of the white billionaire.