Love the sinner, not the sin.
Love the sinner, not the sin.
Strawberry eclair so it blends in.
Oh, I’ve touched a horse.
Agree to disagree.
Nicolas Cage’s The Wicker Man is the only John Wick spinoff worth your time.
I wish women’s screams still riled me. It’d sure make mornings a lot easier.
Fyi, on arcade cabinet high scores, the three characters provided are just enough to spell out ASS, if you’ve got the gumption.
I know I shouldn’t, but I’m bad!
I doubt anyone can prove they’re AI.
I hate that I missed out on Conan’s talk show years, because I was going to kill on there with my humorous vignettes.
Thanks for the heads-up, giving RSS Guard a try as we speak. Looks fun.
Not pills. Mostly, they send the poop transplant through your nose, apparently, often after mixing it with 4% milk.
I, too, wish I hadn’t learned it, but it all happened so fast.
WE’RE NOT GOING BACK!!!
Get out and vote, people! Let’s not wake up a few months from now and find we’ve re-elected Donald Trump.
Edit: You guys really dislike fat tigers.
Drug addiction? Trauma? Brain tumor? Cold temperatures?
As in “FWD: FW: Fwd: Fw: Fw: Fw: Fw: Fw: Fw: Fw:?”
Or…?
I’m at a bar on my phone, but this sounds like a perfect job for AI.
Edit:
I’ve lived in more than one trailer. Including a trailer park. I once slept over at a friend’s trailer in a different park. We had a pinecone war with kids from the other side of the trailer park. Pre-bedtime entertainment was Billy Ray Cyrus performing Achy Breaky Heart live on TNN.
I also worked on Capitol Hill, a finance firm worth dozens of billions, etc. My degree is from a shitty Christian college, but I just accepted a job at a prominent research university (staff, not faculty, but still).
I guess I feel like most of my life is relevant to this question.
Dm’d
I remember my daughter and I turned on the ball drop and it was an absolute ghost town.
The Bible says Adam and Eve, not Adam in Southend-on-Sea.