You oughta know the difference.
Uh, speaka da English? Because I don't.
Alanis Morissette wrote a song about this once.
You're cruising for a bruising.
Enough killing animals for fur. Let's start killing them for their feathers instead!
She had to pay an extra $50 because her suitcase was "too f*cking fat".
And by "executed" they're loosely referring to a botched triple bypass surgery.
A mere coincidence or the work of a disgruntled Wall Street exec? Only time will tell.
Well, there goes all those tourism dollars...
He should invent a key that honks loudly at all times. That way, you never lose it.
Midas reassured me this was all part of the repair process.
This raises the philosophical question, can one fuck graffiti?
Rust - 1, Rustoleum - 0.