Like humans, cigs have expiration dates.
He’d run to Mexico at the first sign of inconvenience anyway.
Die Hard?
I’ll settle for Endless Ribs at Smokey Bones.
I almost didn’t wake up from the “nap”. Seems propofol and I don’t get along.
Well women do prefer him over Big Ben. Yeah right.
I always thought the receding hairline was worse.
Blastocysts, God, and Heroic Trump = all imaginary creatures. Now it makes sense. Thanks!
Yes, that’s her!
Mmmmmmmm leftovers
Like humans, cigs have expiration dates.