All Twelve Days of Christmas Explained
Your true love sent you what? Ten lords a-leaping? You've got to be kidding. What's next, French hens and pipers piping?? ...Seriously?
Your true love sent you what? Ten lords a-leaping? You've got to be kidding. What's next, French hens and pipers piping?? ...Seriously?
A massive growth known as a pilonidal cyst terrorizes Sarah's coccyx region, and you may bear witness to all the intimate, grueling details as the tail grows.
Are you the father of those kids, or is Maury Povich sticking a needle in an eight-legged freak off camera? The answer will shock you!
Listen up, ass, you've had your way for way too long. From now on, you will no longer be wiped clean until these demands are met.
A massive growth known as a pilonidal cyst terrorizes Sarah's coccyx region, and you may bear witness to all the intimate, grueling details as the tail grows.
Our kids keep getting dumber while the war keeps getting longer. And not even the smartest bomb can compensate for the dumbest kid.
Hope you saved your receipt, 'cause chances are the gift you got that special someone isn't sending the right message. (Hint: I love you.)
Finally, a day where men get to shove their meat in all the right places. It's a his and hers holiday gift where everyone leaves full.
Your glands are swollen and you're shaking and panting in a cold sweat. Uhh, you're fine, probably just got the hots for the receptionist. NEXT.
Every girl comes armed with a standard set of annoying questions designed to break men down. Don't get caught with your pants down.
As flattering as all your attention is, and as much as you'd love to go out on my limb for me, I need to branch out and you're stifling me, Sunshine.