They’re Americans.
They’re Americans.
Odds are high this kid was an insufferable little puke.
*orcha
Here are my two sons Aiden and Abettin.
THE STICKY SAUCE SHOULD BE DRIPPING OFF THOSE SOFT BUNS. IT’S THE JUICE I NEED TO KEEP MY HOG CRANKED!!
HECK YES FRIEND!!! MY PULLED PORK GET JUICIEST IF ITS PULLED ON A SWEET BUN!!! AROOOOOO!!!
It’s fucked how American politics is treated like a football game watched through a stock ticker.
While quite dangerous, the cornered rat may get a shovel to the head. Put on your rat kicking boots!
We have a similar problem in Canada. Our “far left” is the NDP and they’ve run the same guy since 2017. He’s not going to win, every election he’s done worse. But there’s no other candidates or something.
Don’t fret, I do.
He did it… for Johnny. This is like that movie Citizen Kane where you later find out Rosemary was a sled, but we’ll never find out who Johnny is, cause, like, he’s dead.
Context It’s quite prescient because he did indeed catch the bullet right in the ear.
If you live in a world where spear rhymes with prayer.
Take my hand, we can make it I swear.
Lucky charms in a pickle bowl.
I guess I knew people in the 90’s when everyone paid cash. I knew one bartender who had a stack of cheques she never got around to depositing because she was rolling in cash.
Waitstaff declare tips? That’s news to me, the ones I knew never did or said $1000.
You already had it. Ronny had two terms even.
Maybe, if you think about it, your country is pretty much built on ego?
Rule 34 is required to start the Lemon Party.
It was very much a “hello fellow kids” type vibe for me. He was desperately trying to make it hip to be square. I found it utterly unwatchable and only made it through half of the second episode. I appreciated the attempt but the result was embarrassing.