That’s our secret, Cap… they’re always confused.
No.
That’s our secret, Cap… they’re always confused.
At least it wasn’t like in Dogma, where if you get shot enough, your wings get Swiss-cheesed and then you’re human…?
VTMB, too. Getting in good with the blood bank peeps (or just robbing it) is a good get.
I remember reading she hated being associated with that skit, but… then she goes on to play naïve idiots in stuff anyway. I dunno…
It’s exactly forbthat reason that Revopoint (I shit you not) recommends you catch 'em while they’re asleep. Same for pets.
Sir? Yes. Hi. Man Manly from *any fucking news*. Let me just ask, “What the fuck?”
Did you give?
M Rossi in the old Forza games.
Don’t need to be sMart when you’re aggressive and have powerful lawyers (impacts, even caused by the AI were charged against the player).
Everyone needs to drive a car. Should I therefore be the butt of a joke for being chronically dry?
No, that’s extra and it doesn’t even fit in the “”“frunk”“”
Fuck it. Let’s just get more “A Very Brady…” movies made. Gary Cole’s still around. What about the rest of the cast? Let’s fucking go.
Ugh… I can practically hear the reddit leaking out of this comment.
Feh! Luchesi…
X - The system is broken.
✅ - The system is working exactly as intended and must be destroyed.
Your problem is having an Alexa in the first place. That’s a simple fix, though. Your local recycling center will take e-waste.
It’s a standard RPG but replace the equipment with animals. Done.
The entire show grinds to a halt and the host says something like “Now it’s time for a refreshing chance at a do-over thanks to our friends at (sponsor). Thanks, (sponsor).” And the guest can take the free answer or not.
That reminds me of that new game show with Shaq… they stop the fucking show and thank a sponsor for a freebie answer. Like, you can see the light leave the host’s eyes as she says “thanks, Pepsi…” when the show stops for the sponsor event.
Cpap doesn’t work for everyone, either. So don’t feel like a failure when it actually makes your sleep quality worse.
Oh, not Albany, no. It’s a Utica expression.