My mom rode horses into her late teens. My dad played football through college. When she balked at my playing football he said, ok, let’s list our respective injuries. Later in life she told me she knew was cooked before she put pen to paper.

Hoping the last ep shows El drubbing Vecna on the drag strip then all the kids sending us off with Rama-lama-ding-dong.

Vox looked at this farcical profile looking into Trump's deep soul, and the one about how his marginally older opponent was a cold-handed zombie, found out that she was sending graphic nudes to a guy angling for a job in the Trump administration, and quickly concluded "seems totally on the level"

Brilliant, Sir!!!!!

Is there something you’re trying to tell us, Mr. Benson?

Only lost half mine. Lotta buddies weren’t so lucky.

Cheers.

Pretty sure we’re cleared to flip over the grill while hollering, “ This whole thing smacks of gender!!,” too.

I’m so sorry this happened to you!

No hoy, Diablo.

So happy I can say Merry Christmas to my burger again.

Pedro’s going to be standing in smoking ash in ten years muttering, “Maybe I was the Antichrist all along .”

Came here to say it.

Consultants drafting language now to say the Inquisitor has some good points.

one xmas eve my wife & I walked through a massive blizzard to a japanese spot that had warm sake. we got pretty drunk and the walk back, stumbling through the snow with the love of my life, belly full and blood singing, is forever enshrined in my memory. share any recs that’ll make me feel like that