my posts are made the old-fashioned way (being insane)
my posts are made the old-fashioned way (being insane)
Nice!
a screenshot of the music video Planet of the Bass, it has a man in a white outfit and angel wings, a woman in a robe and a crown, the caption reads "Women are my favorite guy"
happy international women's day to all my international women
It never die.
So... they ended up going with an internal candidate for that Ayatollah position, so I am still in the job market.
No need to apologize. You're wise. Never compromise.
When I SAY βIDKβ
I MEAN βIβm Donkey Kongβ
A chain of events has been set into motion that will lead to La Yesca being cursed at WrestleMania while Mr. Iguana lies helpless in a pile of human teeth.
A white and black cat yawning with a pink tongue.
What a mouth.
Am old doll sitting in a small rocking chair in front of a mirror. Evil / haunted.
My mother in law is moving next week, so we're spending all day transporting fragile stuff to her new house. The haunted doll has made the move.
Why do tulip trees have so many friends?
Because they're poplar.
A bad cold and another 5 inches of the snow was the last thing I needed today. Wish I could hibernate until spring.
A tabby calico cat in a basket on a tan couch.
The first rule of sandwich club is that we eat sandwiches.
All the kitties say I'm pretty fly... for a human guy.
He is wearing a jacket in many of these video clips.
Should be, but instead I'm sitting alone in a boggy marsh.
Sofa king hot
I assume nowhere near enough. Like you eat the full bag and then find out that a bag is 20 servings.
There should be a meal between breakfast and lunch. We can call it... bunch.
You just proved that aliens don't exist. If these powerful gods descended from the sky, surely they wouldn't share their skies with any extraterrestrials.
A calico cat, with a messy room in the background.
Gwen lives in Maryland.
a highway exit sign shows the highway continuing for "Save draft" while the exit goes to "Post." a car is swerving into the exit lane
Always Be Posting
after all why not? why shouldn't I believe it's butter?
We've still got butts, potatoes, Jesus, and manscaping.
Some context from my wife:
"Oh no, does she have to be a potato farmer now?"