The editor said it was not current at all, but more of a period piece!
that was an ice-olated incident.
His brother, Frank, however, created a monster.
If elected, I promise..."
Naan traditional.
Mao was all he said.
Yet, here we are. North Korea's Kim Jong is ill once more.
He replies, "Arkansas".
Waka Flocka Seagulls.
There has to be a lot of Bugs in the programs they use.
The writing is on the wall
So I told him to try and get on an underground train during rush hour.
A USB ;)
Bjorn in the wrong generation.
#NoTallMen
I think it’s pointillist
I want to get my buddy a good present but all I can find is a painting that has a prostitute saying, "1, 2, 3, 4..." and I don't think he'll like it, but my friend said, "It's the thot that counts".
He has a web-site!
Me: "Have you heard of modern doorbell chimes?"
Historian: "Doesn't ring a bell"
I'm still getting used to calling her David.
Attendant: Sir, that’s a mirror.
She wanted to go see a rock and roll concert but since he was cheap he took her for granite.
In fact, there is still no e-quill.
What a cool idea
They're both Hippocrates.
Including the driver.
but then I had to undergo emergency brain surgery and it really changed my mind.
Crypt-o-currency; Vampires specifically like bit-coin.
If I was a modern day Robin Hood donning a mustache and a sombrero, I would target the fashion industry mugging ladies for their expensive footwear.
I would say "Jímmy your Chüs."
Taboob
My parents visited me last weekend. Short on ideas, we decided to hit up a widely-respected art museum. They had some new exhibitions, some of which were a little outside our personal tastes and expectations.
We walked into a photography exhibit and saw, along one wall, a sheet of green. This sheet of green was a little higher and taller than the average door, and stretched all the way down that bit of wall plus a few feet onto the floor.
"Oh," I said, "a green screen. That's kind of a neat little thing to have here. Sort of an homage to that style of film, I guess?"
Little did I know. In hindsight, I don't know why I expected anything different.
My father and I approached the plaque beside it. There we learned the truth: This was not a green screen. No. No, this was a specially printed photograph.
A photograph... of a green screen.
There we stood, astonished at the audacity of the thing before us. "My God," I said aloud, "This, right here, this is something else. This is just plain genius. Can you imagine getting money for something like this? Why didn't we come up with this? This is gold!"
To which my dad simply responded, "No, son...
... it's green."
Bjorn in the wrong generation.
Bjorn in the wrong generation.
