It’s like yoga, except I still get to kill something.
There’s a brook somewhere that won’t stop babbling. Shut up!
And even after it hits them, they still won’t know.
Because they’re cows.
Since I haven’t posted in a while, I figure I will make a cute post and a funny post quickly before bed.
So, here we go, all the cute I’ve got.
Also, I’m going to try to link all pictures that aren’t mine to sources. I don’t want anyone thinking I did all of these if I didn’t.
Nashville is a place you come to to leave. Shania Twain did it right. She came to town, made a bunch of money, and disappeared.
Hell is other people.
A lovely, intelligent, self-possessed pediatric surgeon.
She sounds like a real whore!