Just put any dog on the linoleum. They will dance like nobody is watching.
That’s right, never put off telling your relatives how you really feel. Cuts down on holiday shopping and other b.s., too.
It appears in Roman times, McDonald’s sold bedroom suites.
Yeah, right on both counts.
Reminds me of midnight movie viewings of Rocky Horror Picture Show back in the 70’s where, on screen Frank N. Furter declared, “A toast!” and the audience would all throw the toast we’d snuck in at the screen.
Hmm… someone had a trip planned yesterday, didn’t they?
Be sure you are fully cooked or that ear worm might eat its way into your brain.
Not sure, but I believe I saw this full exchange on HIGNFY. Ian was the bloke in the bowler, sans chapeau.
Lucky he’s not missing half his ear!
As Sherman told the folks in Atlanta, “Admin is Hell.”
Just put any dog on the linoleum. They will dance like nobody is watching.