I still have my great grandma's cast iron kitchen cube that she brought over from the old country.
I can't even describe what that thing can do with pork chops.
I still have my great grandma's cast iron kitchen cube that she brought over from the old country.
I can't even describe what that thing can do with pork chops.
"Aim small, miss small."
All cats have assholes, not all assholes have cats.
Even better when the box itself is the bowl and it inevitably leaks rainbow colored milk everywhere.
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Still waiting on a fax from them to confirm.
Imagine how massive the camera that took that picture is!
That's an instant X2 score modifier right there.
That would be impossible, for I am the raciest uncle!
Edit: And before my inbox fills up, I'm only into Weird Aunts with a balanced cat/tattoo ratio.
What if we made some sort of floating train?
I've seen airline bottles of Johnnie Walker for about $5 around me. I'd spend the $15 on a full sized bottle of Evan Williams, though.
No shit. My mom got a kitchen aid from my aunt and it has day unused under a hideous floral pattern dust cover because it was white and not pink like she wanted.
Next to the unused bread machine which is next to the George Foreman grill which is next to the panini press...