It all gets pushed off the table in the same smug way…
It all gets pushed off the table in the same smug way…
I kinda like the funky-saurs too. They have a disheveled, extinct vibe I identify with.
Don’t worry, Canada is prepared to provide an endless honk supply should anyone be running low. 🪿🪿
Essential feature for Canadian olympic boxers.
Hey, is ah the Paris Olympics with a delivery for, uh, Smith.
You guys think KFC is still open?
If it’s truly a feline take: “I exist with unwavering confidence in the context of all which came before me. I resent you questioning the concept through which you question me.”
There are bigger out there. This just click bait.
I love that restaurant where I can only walk 3 steps w/o passing out or my heart exploding. Stimmies the appetite.
Like they say: “Harpy wife, harpy life!”
I searched all my cupboards for Russian chocolate. It is all crumbly and objectively terrible/an acquired taste.
OMG! Our cats are twinning!
Does this mean they’re in my new jorts too?!
Man, I thought we were here for the greasy bulgogi picnic. We have North Kore-Andy-Bo-Bandy here pointing at art with his big ol’ naengmyeon-locker and friggin’ and Yuri Lahey over here, 3 bottles of Русски Стандарт deep stumbling around talkin’ about shit balloons. Jeeeezuz!
And it’s usually the saddest use of resources where there’s potable water in taps 🥲
Okay, that’s too perfect. Name of the town: “Renardeaux, Qc”