Damn.
Damn.
It’s not Ashton Kutcher?
Shit, he was always someone worth paying attention to when his name popped up in the credits. An indelible presence.
People’s grasp on their sanity can be somewhat frah-gee-lay.
It’s really crazy how good grilled watermelon turned out to be.
Obviously not extreme enough.
Under extreme head? I pity the girl or boy who first tried to nuzzle his tailpipe.
The hand was likely to keep the door from making a noise, or to protect a bit of something from falling off/out.
One night, some friends, my step brother and I decided to find out how much we could smuggle into the local theater. After hitting the grocery store, we took in a few pies, a couple half-gallons of ice cream, some bags of candy, couple 2-liter bottles of soda... I’m sure there was more. Way too much for us to eat.
Arizona gets it, but I’m in Texas now... thank goodness for HEB/Central Market!
Bourbon (Buffalo Trace for me), brandy or dark aged rum (Gosling’s, Cruzan) - NOT SPICED. It’s always too strong and throws the balance off. I like a spirit that’s not too naturally sweet for mixing with eggnog, as it’s usually plenty sweet enough.
Let’s get blitzed!
Those jumpsuits are bangin’.
Will the Aussie team dance to the unofficial national anthem, Breakin’ Mathilda?
I hope Alfonso Ribeiro will be part of the broadcast team for this event.
You mean, his protective layer of sputum didn’t save him?
He was rolling on blue cheese vape, didn’t you read the article?!
Huzzah for one of your experiments going... right?
All we ever really need for this to land...