Where’s Garfield when you need him?
Where’s Garfield when you need him?
He isn’t wrong. There’s a reason why he’s the media’s darling. Love him or hate him, the media gets clicks and views, which is all they’re concerned about.
Is there anything going on in his head?
Jesus turned their urine into wine, then failed the test subjects because their urine was wine.
And I’m never gonna play again, depressed sax has got no rhythm
The gales of November came early this year.
A family of 4 living in an apartment with the dad having absolutely no job security? They really did predict the future.
We have shopping centers in the US and a lot of them are still thriving. They tend to be smaller than malls but they’re more numerous. They usually have one or two big stores like Target or Home Depot along with several smaller stores. They’re also not enclosed so it’s easier to get to a small store in a shopping center than it is in a mall.
The only cure is more cowbell.
Mr. Nedib, who comes from somewhere far away. Yes, that’ll do.
Sisyphus would only be happy if he ends up on a game show where he can win a car if he picks which one of the three doors is correct. Sisyphus picks door number 1 and then the host reveals door number 3 as one of the doors that does not have the car. The host gives Sisyphus a chance to change his pick to door number 2. Does Sisyphus change his pick?
One of the cliches in a lot of rom coms involves a woman who’s too busy with a career to have ever fallen in love. To make this work, usually the woman has a high paying but long hours job like lawyer or executive or something like that. It would be the kind of job that people would like to have because of the money and the power. Having the woman be something like a janitor wouldn’t work because a. it doesn’t pay well and b. it isn’t a job most people would dream about having and most certainly wouldn’t sacrifice love for. I think that’s part of the reason why a lot of rom coms depict wealthy people.
It’s in the basement along the the skeletal remains of Lyman.
She tried but she couldn’t read the application.
I put Jack in my soda.
You put the dick in the coconut and drink em both up
I know right? At one point in time I started saving my junk mail as a Hail Mary.
A spouse of a former president running against Trump? That can’t possibly go wrong.