So the aviatrix imagines the Smoke-Weary Mouth gremlin and neglects her instruments, slams into a mountain. That’s never going to show up on the accident report.
Wilson Pickett - Sugar, Sugar (1969)
Honey Badgers vs. Zebras
Lookit how that fucker just slides on in
William Holden in what appears to be New York city, date unknown. Most likely taken in the 1950s.
I want to post and reblog everything from the game last night, but it’s too much! Let this suffice
The guy who saw them ripping seals apart, not sitting on their asses eating leaves.
Happy birthday to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, the fellow whose least favorite creation has had such an enduring effect on me and the entire world. Thanks for the “reasoning machine” who was really quite human, the adventures both grand and small, and for the world’s first and best bromance.
Please tell me you guys heard how upset Pierre McGuire was with the Rangers earlier. I thought his little bald head was gonna explode over how they entered the zone.
I’m watching Sweden vs. Switzerland and it’s like watching Lego hockey. Everything is bright, primary colors and I think it’s burning my retinas.
A helpful visual of Gordie Howe’s NHL career. One puck for every goal scored.
That’s 1,767 pucks.