When someone talks about receiving coal in his or her stocking for Christmas, I become envious. At least he or she got something! My parents were
doubtfulneath the tree
The lyrics to Kelly Clarkson's Christmas song "Underneath the Tree" are pretty dubious. She sings of her significant other being "underneath the tree"
holly nodding Christmas
I question that Christmas song, "Have a holly jolly Christmas." Why does it implore you to say "hello" to anyone you meet? I have never not said
grandma’s whip
You can barely see a face buried behind those shades. But she don’t give a damn ’cuz her corneas are safe. Prescription insoles. Feelin’ the
raisinet(s) thought
We rarely think about Raisinets in the singular. It is always like "I ate a handful of Raisinets..." or "Buy me some Raisinets." I have never heard
this person is real?
I love these commercials advertising a product that features people, who are likely actors, praising the product. And the screen reads "real people,
petting my peeve
I don't know if this bothers anyone else, but something I witness people doing casually (almost daily) bothers me immensely. The speaker feature on
preferably a thigh
I like my hot dogs fresh. You know, straight from the hot dog animal: none of that pre-packaged stuff. book available: amazon
insatiable
If I used the milk one cow produces in its lifetime to make my own ice cream, would it satisfy my ice cream cravings? My answer is "Probably no." I