Ooh, Photobucket didn't like my picture. I guess because it had a naughty word. Funny, they couldn't get their heads out of their asses for THREE WHOLE DAYS while my entire blog was full of empty spaces because they screwed the pooch when it comes to a back-up plan, but dayum, they were...
Two things:
Logan's avatar is giving me seizures and,
Stop calling me a homo:
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He didn't question it, but that's not an indication of much, since he pretty much doesn't question anything I do - even that one time I was keeping food in my bra.
I'm late to the punching party, but are those charms on her gun or a little person's balls? Because that will be a deciding factor in whether or not I consider seeing this film.
I'm not cool enough to have played either game, but based only on their names, I would probably want to play Mass Effect. For some reasons, it sounds cooler. Which has prettier graphics? I'm a girl.
Well, it's not your fault, it's society. Just to clarify, I wasn't snarking at young people, it was referring to how fast-paced things are now. Everything's a mobile device, phones are in your pockets and they have internet - books are on Kindles, etc. I wasn't being snotty, I'm just from a...
It wasn't a TL;DR for me - I dug it. But, I write a blog, so I appreciate a well-crafted grievance letter. (I'm also over the age of 25, so I have an attention span.) I especially enjoyed the bit about poop.
Nick Offerman (Ron Swanson) is one of the hottest things not currently hanging out at the molten core of this planet.
Also, here's an analogy: Ron Swanson is to eating as Chuck Norris is to roundhouse kicking.