Never mind. I'm on team Djokovic. Mirabile dictu, but Federer is riding off into the sunset.
I see you've dumped typing in your usual font... is it late at night that you forgot, or you just couldn't care anymore???
I had to start braising the beef, pork butt, and veal shanks in the tomato sauce. It was Michael’s favorite, I was making zitti with the meat gravy and I was planning to roast some peppers over the flames and I was gonna put on some string beans with some olive oil and garlic and I had some beautiful cutlets that were cut just right that I was gonna fry up for before dinner just as an appetizer. My plan was to start the dinner early, so Karen and I could go unload the guns that Jimmy didn't want, and get the package for Judy to take to Atlanta later that night.
I don't know where you come up with this sh*t... have you thought of writing a book???
That's a lot of effort, man. It would cut down on my pool playing and beer drinking time. Can't have it.
And anyway, Pool's not that fun. It's like trying to cheat people into understanding physics while hitting balls into holes.
And it's a good way to pick up acquire pregnant dogs, as well as being a cerebral, physical test of skill and subtlety.
I am beginning to see why you have trouble attracting the right woman J_Tour if that's your personal ad.
Nonsense. I attract the right women. It's easy.
Mmm... because what women doesn't love seeing that scrawled on a cubicle wall or stand in the ladies bathroom.My question is, how did you get into the ladies restrooms to chisel that onto the walls in the first place?!?
I'm allowed. A little cross-dressing, a little careful application of tape to the wang, a nice wig.I'm the ladies' crapper's best customer.I make it smell like man musk and meat: the ladies love it, but they'll never know!I know you know what I'm talking about: it's OK.
I dread to think what happens in your dark, sordid little mind...
My name is Nellie, and I take pride in helping protect the children of my community through active leadership roles in my local church and in the Boy Scouts of America. Bad word make me sad.
(Also... who the *** is David Lynch, and what Meteorological qualifications does he have?)
One of the most interesting chords you can play with your LH.
Mmm... No. 5 definitely.
The site needs to be function with mp4s.
Okay - we don't need one of these a day.
Eat the weather report, then expel it from your bowels.Be the weather report you'd like to see. Be the change you'd like from a weather report.
What are you a commie or something? It's David Lynch spreading the message of joy through factual reports of the weather in UTC -7. Besides, do you see what I'm forced to drink? Misercordia, you donkey. Show some compassion, you villain.