It’s been determined a lost work of William Shakespeare, owing to his unparalleled characterizations, and that funny way he had of making “s”s look like “f”s.
This issue finally has that INTERACTIVE thing. Sure, not every band reviewed has one of them neato extension numbers after them, it’s a work in progress…
Hey, Republican leadership, just because the liberal media is out to get you doesn’t mean you’re not the sorriest collection of the undead since Dark Shadows.
The world-renowned Dance Around the Issues. Very simple: Just a bold half-step forward followed by a sheepish retreat and a denial you ever made the first step.
In June, 1896, Charles Foster Hefflon, an employee of America’s first convenience store, Shoppe 24, accidentally ingested an opium-laced sarsaparilla and had a vision.
The directive arrived by Priority Male (a service made up of gay strippers): Pernod announced candidacy. Cover party. Bring back story and non-dairy creamer.
The cellblock was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The warden swung around angrily. “Awright, who dropped that pin? Somebody spoiling to be expurgated?”