Don't let me do any drugs in this place. I'll convince myself I can fly and try to soar out to the ocean.
A sliver of sunlight, a pillow for your back, and your stories. Life is perfect.
You're gonna singe your leather couch there with your ultra-realistic, I-totally-believe-it's-there fireplace.
And here is where we draw the pentagram every evening to give praise to our dark lord and enjoy a nice fire.
I know, I know: BROKEN SPINES! THE HORROR! But you guys! Look how pretty! Calm your corsets, whif your smelling salts. It's gonna be okay. Look, ooooh, globe!
I say burn the end table first, then start on the wood in the rack.
When Dad is a serious hunter, the menu and decor don't vary much.
Experiment of the Day: Walmart's Ice Cream Sandwiches Just ...
Who Knew a Three-Year-Old Could Hang on So Tightly?
We All Have a Friend Like Sarah, or at Least We Should
Restaurant Research Shows That the Customer Isn't Always ...
Criminally Dumb Criminal of the Day: If You're Going to Hold ...
Vain Attempt of the Day: Woman Strips Down and Tries to Seduce ...
Fans Find the 9/11 Poster Art for TNMT Offensive
Remember What Weekends Used to Look Like?
All This Over Some Melanin?
Driver Tailgating a Cyclist Gets Instant Justice
Pick Your Site Name
Tell me more