lucky. only way i get to feel the wind in my hair is whip off my shirt and run around with my arms over my head.
Ideally, a socialist system would operate under the theory of 'wherever a man works, wealth is created' and it would be a distribution of wealth...
you could turn into a snake, wait for someone to pick you up, then yell 'it's me! nyah!' and stab them.
yep. and the dutch accent is sexy.
might make for good fertilizer...just sayin
1am egg salad and pissed at the most recent celiac flare that just doesn't want to ease up.
they're small clumsy asshole ninjas in fur coats that hate your stuff. and I love my two little bastards.
(hands you blowtorch) can't be stuck if it's liquid.
looks like we are. go back far enough, most everybody's cousin to somebody else, after all.
neat. Daniel Boone was a great great grand uncle-ish back on my mother's side. (forget the exact relationship, but he's in there.)
bump, because I wish I were higher than kanye's opinion of kanye.
I shall call it 'Ugh'
grind me up, compost me, dig a hole, dump me in and plant a tree in me.
ooo! ooo! I'd take pickles if you were anywhere close enough for me to come get em.
I like 2x4s and cattle panels myself. cut the 2x4 3' long, bury a foot in the ground, mount the panels flat on top, and train the tomatoes SoG...
just remember folks, wrap it up... not using condoms is how we lost freddie mercury and gained justin bieber.
misread that as 'burning the old coot tonight' and I was sitting here going 'what's he done to you?'
(snorts. snerks. falls over laughing.) well, then.. you go girl!
if you can't set the beverage on fire, is it really worth drinking?
I believe one could call them 'idiots'.
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