I read until I got cancer, then I read some more, and now I have super cancer.
I can make a whistle with a piece of grass
I read until I got cancer, then I read some more, and now I have super cancer.
Cute, fuzzy disaster.
I tried it and collapsed in exhaustion after twisting both ankles and breaking a hip.
Best I can do is squirrels
He’s a good boy
Lab mix. Who knows what mixed with what.
The rake is frozen to the ground
They should have done this with the last Norm MacDonald special that he recorded during the pandemic. Use the same words, but put him in front of an audience.
This isn’t even on my top 100 list of worst-case scenarios.
I wanted to play volleyball in high school, but they just looked at me like I was a nut.
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