Apparently my attention span runs out after only 120 characters.
Women should have equal opportunity as men as long as I first get my sammich.
So basically it’s a $500 installation fee for the XBox One and then you have to pay $60 a year to actually use it.
In last night’s Hardball, Chris Matthews predicted Rand Paul will be the 2016 GOP nominee and then he got his head stuck in a Happy Meal bag.
And all the whores and prime time news anchors will look up and shout “Bring it!” And I’ll look down and whisper “No.”
Ebony magazine responding to the Tea Party boycott reminds me of Sideshow Bob responding to the comment from Les Wynan.
It’s still okay to be racist against the Irish, right?
Jim Carrey peaked with Fire Marshall Bill.
#NewRedskinsNickname The Washington Drunken Potato-Lickers
Jim Carrey? Whatever happened to him?
“It’s still okay to be racist against the Irish, right?”
“#NewRedskinsNickname The Washington Drunken Potato-Lickers”
Clearly, these are provocations. And my Irish potatoes won’t stand for it!
I give Carrey up to Dumb & Dumber before his decline.
Redskin potatoes are racist.
Brown skinned ones too.
I guess Yukon Golds are OK.
No, wait, Asians…yep Yukons are racist.
There’s still those purple Peruvian potatoes – there’s no purple ethnicity to offend, right?
@4 Kansas State wildcats, kentucky wildcats, northwestern wildcats
The Mask killed Carrey for me. Half of it was brilliant, but that whole adolescent “pity me pity me I’ve got a cute blonde girlfriend but pity me pity me” thing got on my nerves and stayed there.
I gave him another chance: I went to see The Truman Show when it came out because a friend asked me very politely to do so. So how’d that work out? Carrey walks in. Audience laughs. Carrey looks at camera. Audience laughs harder. Carrey wears plaid shorts and sticks his butt up to the camera. Audience screams with laughter. Meanwhile, I’m turning to my wife and saying in a pained voice, Mommy, PLEASE make it STOP! I guess it’s like how some urbanites sincerely dislike country music but dislike its fans even worse.
So, is Carrey hailed as an unchallengeable artist in France yet?
The Drunken Potato-Lickers is good, but might Drunken Potato-Licking Fathers of Eight be better?
Would it be a good practical joke to mail potatoes to Frank – one at a time – with a little note attached: “Eat me.”
I’ve got potatoes jumping out of the ground here. Lunkers.
What’s Slate?
Salt potatoes — look it up.
@jw – don’t forget Arizona. And that Burmese who lives down the block – she’s really something!
“It’s still okay to be racist against the Irish, right?”
Not only is it okay, at IMAO – it’s mandatory.
NO IRISH!
Eat my potatoes!