Race. Car. Bed.
Race. Car. Bed.
She can call Jennifer Aniston for tips about what it’s like to be pregnant with twins. For something like 25 years.
Shrimp and Sauerkraut pizza.
But I started thinking about other briny foods that could work as toppings…
This is like when my cat pees in anger because I won’t let him into my bedroom at 3am.
It depicts a white man strapped to a car riddled with bullet holes, and in the foreground, it shows two black women wielding guns.
You spelled Metta World Peace wrong. Understandable, mistake. FYI Ron Artest is also a valid answer.
Charlie’s Angels
Now I want a crossover where Kirby swallows Emperor Palpatine and gets a wrinkly face with grey hair and shoots lightning at everybody.
“Fire ice torpedoes!”
I have a weird suspicion that my husband created 100 burner accounts and posted every comment on this article. Especially yours . . .
Maybe this will be the start of my own video game news channel, where I spend 11 minutes talking about something that could be explained via text in 1.
I’ve got two good rules that have served me well of late:
You mean FREE asbestos and broken glass?
I settled in to watch this second season and gasped with pleasure when the opening scene happened. In my negritude, I noted how many more black folk they wedged into the cotton-candy confection of a New York a la Billy Wilder or George Cukor. It makes me so happy.