Listen Dave I have 10 reasons why you’re completely wrong about the bills
Listen Dave I have 10 reasons why you’re completely wrong about the bills
That’s not how this works! That’s not how any of this works!
“IT’S CLOBBERIN’ TI...It’s...it’s clobberin’...it’s...”*sobs uncontrollably*
I love it. Someone threw their trash down at him, so he threw his up at them.
TOM BRADY SHOT THAT LION
Wow. A lot of you should stop clicking on BvS articles. They have become an echo chamber of hate. It would be interesting, but every single comment is so utterly predictable.
Barbara was not fridged. She wasn’t some random girl in Bruce’s life, just to get all fucked up to make him angry. She was (1.) The Joker’s greatest foe’s long-time ally (2.) An enemy of the Joker himself. Not just a side-chick casualty.
“Does swiss cheese have holes in it? I’m pretty sure I like swiss, but I don’t like the holey-kind of cheese.”
The American players aren’t that good. Put the best coach in the world on the US bench and the overall results are going to be pretty much the same.
Despite the poor reviews, I heard they already cast the villain for Ant-Man 2:
I was, and I guess still am, a third Eye Blind fan. Admittedly, a part of that fandom is from their first major album coming out at a certain point in my life and the girl that was a part of it at that time. But, damn, those songs are pretty great.
Blood Jort
I'd say watch out with that kind of talk. But he... Won't be reading this.
When reached for comment, Floyd dodged, then weaved, then danced around for about forty minutes, then kinda batted the question away, smiled a lot, and received the award anyway for some fucking reason.
It’s a real roller coaster of a comment.
in elementary school, i was a runt. tiny, skinny, and awkward. On top of that we were poor and i didnt have name brand clothes or shoes. One guy, “tim” the cool kid used to constantly pick on me and knock me down and embarrass me. Luckily we went to different middle schools, at which time i hit puberty, and got up to…
He’s got a face that you WANT to want to punch, plus, you can’t help but think about the fact that he’d grab your ex on the rebound and convince her to have sex somewhere fairly uncomfortable, like the back seat of a volkswagon.