My husband calls them “Y’all-Qaeda.”
My husband calls them “Y’all-Qaeda.”
“No. Do you make crackers Brian?”
Ah, a mere cat.
It’s gotten to the point where surprisingly, I end up smiling at their every mention in a story.
Phrenology. He’s got the sloping temples of a murderer.
Did someone say the replay is “over”? Over? Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor?
To be fair, Satanism has little to do with devil worship. It's more or less a humanist movement that uses the name of the Judaeo-Christian adversary almost as a mark of irony.
To be fair, lots of companies are requiring slogans on T’s during the holidays. Like at Bloomingdale’s all the staff has to wear a shirt that says “Roofie my drink when I’m not looking”. It’s tongue in cheek.
Basically what the live feed from my shower sounds like.
Wow. Dallas has the worst luck with shots taken in November.
In one of the early skits, a prominently placed extra was a woman in a hijab. She was in almost every shot of that skit and highly visible. I thought it was a nice way to be inclusive (lack of diversity in the regular cast aside) and to address the rampant Islamophobia, xenophobia, and hatemongering.
You are obliged to answer the Mission’s call whenever it happens to come.
“You die of dysentery in Sheboygan.”
Or they could work for their money by making a weird viral sex tape like EVERYBODY ELSE.
I don’t care what KK does one way or the other, but wouldn’t it be a brilliant PR move for her to get Kanye to donate 1 million dollars to mothers living below the poverty line who get no paid maternity leave as a “push present”?
He really does look like someone who would be kicked off a Southwest flight.
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