

We’re gonna need a bigger boat.
Snakes. I hate snakes.
Bring out the gimp.
Of course I know him! He’s me!
Sssssmokin’!
I understood that reference.
We’re gonna need a bigger boat.
Snakes. I hate snakes.
Bring out the gimp.
Of course I know him! He’s me!
Sssssmokin’!
I understood that reference.
There was a rumor many, many years ago of Spaceballs 3: The Search for Spaceballs 2
Not poetic I reckon, but I like that effective has two Fs and defective only has one. That missing F makes something not work. So, in essence, sometimes, to give an F can help make something work.
I think Sense8 wrapped up okay. It was a movie length episode but it felt honest and closed it up.
OBGYN Kenobi? Now, that’s a name I haven’t heard in a long time.
Or,
OhOhOhObi-Wan
Y’all already lay in bed awake at night thinking about that cringy thing you did when you were in middle school. Yeah, that thing. Y’all want lifetimes of that?
Wow! The Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers. Where are they now?
You would if you don’t like surprises.
Big brother: “Okay, open your mouth and close your eyes, and I’ve got a big surprise!” Closes eyes: “not this time, fucker”
Epileptics are not going to be thrilled, neither are the blind. Buy stock in aspirin because migraines and headaches are going to increase. Driving at night will become a silent affair. No more covert night ops.
That’s how vampires work. And cat snuggles. Both likely come with bites.
No! They’ll hate the sticks, man! Like, it’s the anti-fetch.
….does, what? Kung fu fight? Are those kicks fast as lightning?
Not a collector, but check estate sales and garage sales. Folks will just dump old photo albums.
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Oh, snap! You just Papua’d his New Guinea with that dick joke.
Like the biscuits and gravy. It’s using milk instead of stock and a roux from flour and whatever fat you’d like. Ideally, render some of the trimmed chicken fat to make your roux. Thin out with more milk if needed and just add pepper for seasoning. It’s basic and doesn’t require anything fancy. Add Tabasco or similar hot sauce to your liking.
Y’all’re missing the gravy. It’s not just fried chicken on a waffle with maple syrup. There’s a pan gravy, too.
Hey, hey! Congrats on the pregnant wife, bro!
Huh? What do you….? YOU SON OF A BITCH!
Life, uh, finds a way.