Paul Revere Updates the Bachelor Party He Still Hopes to Attend
Good news—lantern stuff is done. Borrowed John’s (as in Larkin's) geriatric horse and am headed to Concord now.
Good news—lantern stuff is done. Borrowed John’s (as in Larkin's) geriatric horse and am headed to Concord now.
Mother say I need to stop moping around cave and get outside. So come up with a plan.
Belphegor's prime if you feel the nation’s morals are lacking and perhaps we do need the firm hand of a monarch.
Soon, I’ll have to decide which to marry. For now, we do a lot of courtship. One of them might stare at me, and I stare back.
Please refrain from kicking the waxwork likeness of Canada’s first Prime Minister, Sir John A. Macdonald, between his legs.
Take better care of skin. Already looking like middle-aged 17-year-old
When was the last time my name came up and someone said, “Oh, you mean the guy who ruled over the greatest period of expansion in the Aztec empire?”
Disappointing Truth: Stonehenge is just another case of mass hysteria. In reality, of course, rocks can’t be balanced on top of each other.
It will be a chance to network over a sweet treat with other gladiators who, in a few days, will try to clobber the life out of you.
To medal in the Turkey Trot, you have to defeat seasoned fitness freaks and erratic savages who only run once a year.
You dumb pee stained ice cube, do you understand how embarrassing it is to be sunk on your maiden voyage?
I am a mortal woman in the 21st century, and I carry more tonnage on one shoulder every single day. Go on. Touch my trapezius muscle.