Make sure it’s a duck you’re taking home and not a goose. The goose will fuck you up.
Make sure it’s a duck you’re taking home and not a goose. The goose will fuck you up.
With how he is, it’s more likely one of the animators slipped it in there and he didn’t notice. You can bet nickelodeon definitely didn’t notice.
My first thought was “I wouldn’t expect the average lesbian to be super happy about being a prop for fracking marketing.”
the new NYU guidelines introduce an unprecedented expansion of protected classes to include “Zionists” and “Zionism.”
History books are going to be written on how the stars aligned to make a political view qualify as a protected class, and how it turned out.
I figured I’d be fine, I work out regularly and am more fit in pretty much every way compared to how I was in high school. But, all that darting around, jumping, and occasional sprinting is a whole different beast than jogging, hiking or lifting.
Pretty certain he has indeed been around for 30 years.
I never had a drinking problem to get over, but last weekend at 34 I did just play Ultimate Frisbee for the first time since high school. On that day I learned stretching is much more important for us 30-somethings than it was back when I was a teenager. It’s been 6 days and I’m still limping a little bit.
Man, they just had to go and say “fucked” and miss out on that family appeal.
Watch your language.
I couldn’t, until you said that. But, in my defense, I also don’t care.
Don’t kink shame. We’ve all had those thoughts about spriggans.
Why should I feel any different about knife-eared cannibals?
I play Breton because they’re objectively broken as mages. It has nothing to do with how I might or might not feel about their height.
God: Makes everyone keep waiting for Armageddon.
American Evangelicals: I’ll do it myself.
You guys are alright. Don’t go to 5th Avenue tomorrow.
I’m concerned about the less rotted corpse employing living humans. Sounds like nepotism to me.
He didn’t have to edit in defined abs, but he went above and beyond the call.
When I accidentally spilled some (unheated) chicken broth on my dog the other day, I hoped it might teach her a lesson about being in the kitchen when I’m preparing food. It did not.
Somewhere between 7 and 12, depending on the kind of coffee.