I thought Bud Light was derived from assholes.
It is! Or the ads, anyway. The ad house that makes them is on the four floors beneath us in our building, and they are constantly, constantly doing the elevator for one floor thing and it drives me fucking batshit.
t high rise issues, let me show you them
Dag. C'mon Saints. You can't give up a quick strike. These 41 yard completions are NOT ON.
Apparently we hadn't seen enough screaming chickens....
I don't understand why the screaming terrified chickens are supposed to make people want to eat eggs.
We want to eat them already. This just makes it more fun.
I'm not part of the screaming-chickens-are-fun demographic. But then, I'm not a part of Denny's demographic, either.
Oh man. He looked out of bounds to me but so close!