Or just your boss with a strongly worded lecture accompanied by table pounding.

You should see the dumps where he used to dine.

You must be my ambition. It just sits there, motionless, catatonic even.

The photo looks like it could be the opening shot of many movies. A shit ton of valuable items gets misplaced for a short time, humans get involved with said valuable items in various ways, murder, mayhem, and running for their lives quickly ensues.

I remember what a shock it was when playboy bunnies were suddenly no longer older than me.

The words “insects” and “mouth feel” do not belong in the same sentence.

He’s got a point…not the Kool Aid man, obviously, but the guy who made the post.

Shouldn’t there be at least one Israeli flag in there somewhere?

The game was very popular, but then Tiddley Winks betting parlors began to pop up in the seemier parts of towns and cities across the country and an unwholesome element pervaded the once innocent game. Prostitution and even sodomy thrived in the back alley Tiddley Winks parlors until Elliot Ness finally shut them down for good.

Haste makes waste I always say.

Why not both?