Yeah see that sounds delicious but I am NOT willing to endure the following 36 hours when my husband has the worst gas imaginable.
It's 100% worth it though. Sure, the gas is so toxic it might make you repaint your walls, but it's fucking delicious. Pain for pleasure right?
Well, at least now when you want to have some chips and dip, you don't have to dirty a bowl; just use your gaping chest wound.
It's like Massive Headwound Harry! Good Lord, SNL is on top of their creative image licensing or whatever it's called. I couldn't even find a basic gif of that.
I'll never forget that skit, only because of the dog that started eating the prosthetic and Carvey constantly trying to keep it on his head.
“Why did you have to invite him?” That, and “Mr. Intense” with Jason Patric are their best single-run skits ever.
Man I feel old! Today is now 11 years since my brain surgery and also 10 years since I met my wife. I hit on her friend at the first restaurant I went to, 2 weeks after my brain surgery. I was on heavy drugs and realized her friend (my wife) who was also a waitress was hotter. I had no game then but I did have a ton of pain killers in my system! Gave me the balls to get her number. Now we have a 4 year old and a 1 year old. A decade goes by so fast. I remember getting so much shit on this board when I got engaged to a 19 year old. Time flies.
Driving down to Santa Monica in a bit. Not looking forward to actually being in Southern California but at least we'll be out of the smoke for a bit.
I thought X2 was the best one of the original three. The first two Wolverine movies couldn’t get sold in a gas station bin. Absolutely. Fucking. Awful. The last one is one of the best comic book movies ever made, totally veering off with graphic violence an an insane aura of tragic meloncholy.