When you clean and prepare your underbelly for a quick sear on the stove, you must take care to remove all dark and gritty material from its fringes. Otherwise, you risk charring the anise, which can be quite bitter.
When you clean and prepare your underbelly for a quick sear on the stove, you must take care to remove all dark and gritty material from its fringes. Otherwise, you risk charring the anise, which can be quite bitter.
Rufus Sewell would be awesome, actually. He's like the thinking man's Johnny Depp.
Geez. Shit just got real, man.
For the record, your illness shall be avenged by a hundred Jedi knights.
I thought this was an article about my pastrami on rye.. which, by the way, has STILL not emerged from the kitchen!
It seems that the Internet is proving to be for Scientology essentially what sodium chloride is for your common garden slug. And by that, I mean both dissolving substance and tasty condiment.
Wow, this story totally negates my snarky comment about the Frank Ocean/Chris Brown fistfight. Apparently some rappers still do have to worry about gunplay. As you were, folks!
90 minutes of Clooney riding a monorail into the Matterhorn, over and over again. It's a metaphor, people!
I vote John Hawkes for Strange.
So this is how rappers settle their beefs nowadays? A "scuffle", followed by a contrite statement and promise to be more "positive?" Back in the day, just looking the wrong way at a G in the club meant hot slugs ripping through your Coogi parka. Or so I am informed by my "b-boy" acquaintances.
"We chased lady luck till we finally struck Bonaaaaaannnnzaaaa! with a gun and a rope and a hat full of hope…. Bonnnnannnnzaaaaaa! Hoss and Joe and Adam know, every rock and pine…"
As a Vulcan, I find all this speculation extremely… well… entertaining, to tell you the truth. Ha! Bet you thought I was gonna say "illogical"! Seriously… are we that predictable? Yeah… yeah, I guess most of us are pretty predictable, seeing as how we diligently strive to apply the principles of logic in all our…
Every Atari game ultimately ended in an existential struggle between two blinking pixels. And often in a literal struggle between human and piece-of-crap-joystick.
*slowly backing away from Sean's seat to the other side of the bus, a few rows back*
I already want to see the Disney one… that sounds like such a perfect idea i'm surprised no one has tried to pull it off before.
Props to the must-click teaser headline of the year, O'Neal. That there's some mighty snarkin' skills. Some might call it…. mastery? And if you're the master, I'm the student!
Only if the arcade has been burned beyond recognition.
Great. Now anytime somebody does nothing, Jerry will have to get involved.
But you'll miss all the commenters' antics! Unless they decide to release a condensed version of that, too. Not a bad idea actually…
I don't care about it unless Michael Cera himself is wild and drug-filled.
It might inspire a new character, or actually acting! AMIRITE?
It has something to do with the Django figure's Mandingo Action Grip.