No one reads this. I'll mail a tiny framed drawing to the 1st person who messages me a sentence making proper use of the word, "neoteny." (If this message is still up, assume no one has messaged me yet.)
No one reads this. I'll mail a tiny framed drawing to the 1st person who messages me a sentence making proper use of the word, "neoteny." (If this message is still up, assume no one has messaged me yet.)
Don't worry. Shit is not all it's cracked up to be.
Maybe Channing is into fatties. Then everyone wins.
People like you are the reason humanity has discovered quite a few edible foods. Unsung hero(ine)s.
Turns out the child was the killer. But it was an alien. A female alien. Possessed by a male human ghost.
That means you're best friends now.
Your explanation and your use of the word uggos suits your username.
Launch really let herself go...
Thanks.
I'm already annoyed just thinking about how many things I would do with that camera that probably don't happen in this film.
That's a neat and filthy pun.
I used to think one was funny. I still do. But I used to too.
You should write newspaper headlines.
Hahaha. Damn. That's a good one.
I'd bet money you can become a psychopath too. Brains can change.
/r/LooseBalls
Except that people would get close to read the words.
That's why you blow dry it. To heat up the skin temperature. And avoid condensation. And whet perspiration...
I think it's just a misspelling. It does mean testicle though.
Food. Baby.
You're gonna be eating out a lot to make up for this one...
Plus an adderall for good measure. Keep aspirin on hand...
It's enchanted. Ancient runes make it immune to heat.
http://24.media.tumblr.com/d0856ac0247f7a5238576b24609d5737/tumblr_n46kpsKNQ61rmin5no1_500.gif
One of its extant cousins: http://petethomas.typepad.com/.a/6a0120a77b966b970b016767135194970b-pi
I did it after the 3rd hop. That's how many hops I trust imgurians before I lose confidence.
I can beat that by 5 seconds.
Interviewer: "Why do you want to work at Mindless Inc.?" Me: "I think that..." Interviewer: "Next!" Me: "Damn..."
I dunno. That's a pretty damn nefarious plan from where I'm sitting...
Looks like she done felonated him.
It's simple: we build anti-laser bird suits. BRB getting a degree in electrical and mechanical engineering.