Whoa whoa whoa, Miss Lippy…the part of the Budweiser Puppy Commercial I don’t like is that the farmer gave up looking after passing out one flyer. Then he just sat at the barn door like a goon and waited. That farmer’s gotta think ‘You got a pet. You got a responsibility.’ If your dog gets lost, you don’t hand out one flyer then call it quits. You get your ass out there and you find that fucking dog.
In my area, this hair cut has become the female redneck standard. Walk into any Mexican restaurant on a Thursday night and you’ll see a table full of RN’s or Hair Stylists sporting it together as they collectively get trashed on $1 margaritas and destroy chips and queso. Austin, you may have dodged a bullet here…
We have a saying in my country – the coyote of the desert likes to eat the heart of the young and the blood drips down to his children for breakfast, lunch and dinner and only the ribs will be broken
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He seems like a genuinely nice person.
Whoa whoa whoa, Miss Lippy…the part of the Budweiser Puppy Commercial I don’t like is that the farmer gave up looking after passing out one flyer. Then he just sat at the barn door like a goon and waited. That farmer’s gotta think ‘You got a pet. You got a responsibility.’ If your dog gets lost, you don’t hand out one flyer then call it quits. You get your ass out there and you find that fucking dog.
…that or “God Bless the Broken Road”.
In my area, this hair cut has become the female redneck standard. Walk into any Mexican restaurant on a Thursday night and you’ll see a table full of RN’s or Hair Stylists sporting it together as they collectively get trashed on $1 margaritas and destroy chips and queso. Austin, you may have dodged a bullet here…
I’m probably going to mess this up…but after reading the article – this was the first image that popped in my head…
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#KONY2012
I’m sorry, I don’t speak Spanish.
We have a saying in my country – the coyote of the desert likes to eat the heart of the young and the blood drips down to his children for breakfast, lunch and dinner and only the ribs will be broken
Good luck getting a bid.
Oh man – I was so hoping I was hip on the timing of my Dumb and Dumber reference.
Swim…Swummy…Slippy…Slappy…Swim…Swum…Swum…Swanson?
You should die like a pig in hell.
You, sir, are a great American.
It’s not like he got sucked into a turbine.
Well it was paint, from years ago…that’s the whole point of Costanzaing.
The cold weather always expands my options.
GDI.
She’s sorry…she didn’t realize you still called your grandmother “Gam Gam”…
But without Little Big League, nobody would have heard the Cowboy riddle.
When your boss’ kid plays with your lab all day, you’ll thank me.