What the fuck. How could you be undocumented AND BE IN THE MOTHER FUCKING MARINES? Read the article, dumbass.
What the fuck. How could you be undocumented AND BE IN THE MOTHER FUCKING MARINES? Read the article, dumbass.
...... Meanwhile, in Minnesota, a white guy is softly weeping and needing an intervention over a poster.
I thought I read that Luna and Earth could, if found in another system, be considered a binary planetary system. Does that sound right?
Wouldn’t there be “landmarks” at the bottom or top that could indicate they are circular space?
The Democratic party is dead. We need to move on.
Cruelty is our new National Pastime.
Spoken like a true sheep. Baaa. Yes sir!
No doubt, as were many others, however I wasn’t watching golf and caring about it until Tiger was already killing everyone.
I’ve always preferred sunglasses made for fishing; they are good combos of polarization, amber/copper lenses, and tight fits to avoid glare.
That was a great moment.
The second shot was better than the putt too. He almost holed it on the fly.
The Masters is the best for emotional wins. Phil’s first (and third) and Bubba Watson’s were pretty memorable.
Why does it cost $7.8 million to look after Betsy DeVos? Can’t three US Marshalls take turns? That seems like it would be less than a million total.
Pft
carried the Carolina Panthers to an undefeated 15-1 regular season you meant to say.
I’d love to get a look at that Currency Manipulator certificate.
I hear you. My wife can think and plan a dozen things. I’m like “you asked me to rake the yard. Get out of my way and let me rake the fucking yard.” Whatever I’m doing is the only thing I want to focus on.
What would be different in your life in either situation? Does providing a home to the unfortunate somehow ruin your day? What’s the problem that directly impacts you?
I think there’s something to this. Anecdotally, my wife and I are in a big play group for our kids in town. There are meet ups for the moms and dads separately. All of the moms communicate via Facebook. Out of fifteen dads... Maybe five have FB accounts (I do not), so there’s no communication between us except when…
What the fuck, dude. Do you really need a pat on the back and a thank you from womankind for doing your job?