“a party in my mouth”
What’s the purpose of double frying? Did you not fry all of it the first time?
Plating shouldn’t be a real term. It’s a cooking term, but it should be abolished. When I eat with utensils, am I forking and knifing? How about utensil-ing? No. Eating soup? I guess you must be spooning then? See. That’s completely something else.
Convo between cop and suspect on Live PD:
Cop: Where you work at?
S: I don’t work, man. I work on the streets, man.
C: You hustle?
S: I don’t sell. I don’t do nothing else. I trade.
C: So you trade stuff for drugs.
S: I trade drugs for stuff.
I want to see a wedding where the bride and groom shake hands instead of kiss.
Every now and then, a motivational speaker should insult and embarrass everyone in the audience just to see if he “still got it.”
If a ring fits around your finger, shouldn’t an earring fit around your ear?
When people compliment food and call it “a party in my mouth”, they should specify exactly what kind of party it is. Some parties are notoriously unhygienic and just damn nasty.
Similarly, when videos go “viral”, we need to rename and reclassify some of these videos to “pandemic”, “contagion”, and “zombie apocalypse” because some of them are so filthy or dumb, they could bring back the Bubonic Plague.
My sleep numbers are pi and infinity.
I hopscotch while sipping hops and scotch.
I go raging on ageing gin.
And moonshine makes me moon my hind.
Ever notice sometimes that people square dance in circles?
Do si do: a staring contest between teenage deer
About half the time when I hear someone opening a soda can, I look around thinking someone is “psst”-ing me and trying to get my attention.
Booty sweat: when pirate treasure is stored in a humid environment and condensation eventually forms
I’ve seen thousands of photos where the model looks down at the ground. It usually involves them posing in some cutesy or artificially casual or “candid” way, all while directing their gaze to the pavement. What’s down there? Is there something that only models can see and the rest of us can’t? Maybe their looking for food. A ham sandwich? Biscuits? Loose change?
Miller High Life’s has one of the greatest slogans in history. The champagne of beers. That’s phenomenal. I love it. It says all you need to know. So whatever the worst champagne on the market is…listen, you guys should use the slogan, “The beer of champagnes.” Do that shit.
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