Too many chiefs and not enough Indians – time to ramp up the offshore team.
Too many chiefs ruin the soup – time to hire some Indians who can spell.
Too many chiefs and not enough Indians – time to ramp up the offshore team.
Too many chiefs ruin the soup – time to hire some Indians who can spell.
Fuck you. But not the horse you rode in on. That would just be disgusting.
I haven’t had cable in a long time. This leads to most of my TV viewing consisting of whatever is syndicated and playing in reruns on the broadcast networks. And it happens that as much as I’m generally indifferent to it (the writing is terrible and I can feel myself getting dumber as I watch it, but it occasionally makes me laugh and it’s decent background noise), I tend to watch entirely more Family Guy than is healthy. If you’ve happened to see this particular episode, you’ll likely remember the following scene:
I mention this because while I was in Iowa City lately, I saw a guy on the street… in a chicken suit.
Handing out coupons.
I admittedly didn’t check to see if they were valid, as they were for a happy hour that I couldn’t make it to. I can only hope for his sake that it wasn’t expired.
You might live in Uptown if…
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