Found this out in Arizona while on vacation. It is an actual road.
This thing was holding the hot sauce at the IHOP we went too.
The funny thing is that the last time we were in Blockbuster, someone had rented it.
100% passion. 100% danger. 100% cotton.
You're supposed to win THEN dance.
The best part about torturing your kid is that, once they grow up, they never speak to you again.
It's what you don't see that frightens you the most.
What kind of a Doctor is he? Oh, he's a plumber?