i mean why would you waste your good spies on this waterwings-in-the-kiddie-pool-ass administration?? they’re basically spy preschool.
i mean why would you waste your good spies on this waterwings-in-the-kiddie-pool-ass administration?? they’re basically spy preschool.
brought to you by the one literate member of this clown-car administration, who read catch-22 as an instruction manual
“life, uh... finds a way”
bullets are a lot easier to manufacture, though. the average rube could manage with only a few second-degree burns and maybe the loss of their eyebrows.
i had a smaller version of that when i recently realized that, seven years ago, i left a five-star yelp review for masterpiece cake shop (yes, that masterpiece cake shop) and, horror of horrors, it was still up and being seen by people
every time i see trailers for that, i get agitated
i would dispute the characterization that feeling ‘emotionless’ after sex is inherently dysphoric. if i just wanna fuck and i go hook up with a rando, am i supposed to feel a deep soul-level bond afterward? no. i’m supposed to put my shoes on and go get a snickers or something.
i feel like on my recent trip back from santa fe i also saw one for 68.9.
well now you’ve got me imagining mustard ice cream
tumblr is a whole other universe
am i really the only member of the delegation here for team ‘that dude in the lede image can Get It’, though?
immediately i thought of united states of tara, but i guess she doesn’t fight crime. she just lives her life.
my husband is fond of saying that dogs could grow to the size of a bus and they’d still be our friends, but if cats were even the size of dogs, we would be a diverting round of exercise followed by lunch
just saying that he spent 3 minutes running backwards with his ass out yelling “usa” elides some pretty important nuance and context, though;
that senile orange anus-mouth could take a lesson or two - at a bare minimum, this pose would reduce the appearance of his jowls
if nothing else, mr. feig is as gay as a community-theater production of cats, so....
alas, there is a millicent brown on imdb whose sole credit is a rather risqué sounding title from 1985
when your book comes out i expect to know about it in a timely manner, sir
wow, so much content about cats’ buttholes, guys. who’s buying sponcon about cat buttholes? did the cat butthole’s governor’s campaign pay you off? so irresponsible! ;)
i mean the good thing about that is all we really have to do is tell them it’s canceled, and the hot new thing is an energy drink made from a chemical extracted from the pineal gland of the dodo bird, and they’ll be off trying to find a dna sample to resurrect it - and then the rest of us can enjoy the matcha in peace