“Out came tumbling a half-dozen bodies, all with no hands, some without heads.”
As soon as we say “Hasta la vista, baby” to that pesky ‘no foreign-born as Pres’ law, he’ll needs your clothes, your boots, and your vote.
What qualifies me as an Arnold Schwarzenegger expert? I can spell his last name, correctly, on command. Try me.
I’m judging you like I caught you walking out of the bathroom without washing your hands.
The Chris Gethard Show is part-talk show/part-game show. There’s a house band called The LLC, a motley crew of bizarre panelists and a live musical guest — all corralled by the ringleader Gethard, a slight mad genius, who half-blushes with disbelief/half-delights in each non-sequitor of the show.
At the same time, there were some who despised carnival as a manifestation of poor, black, and idle people. Initially only tolerated by the elites, it ended up being partly regulated by the government, partly constantly reinvented by the people, and partly appropriated by different economic forces to become the largest celebration of the Brazilian identity, not to mention the greatest showbiz spectacle on earth.
1) “I need your clothes, your boots, and your catheter.” 2) “Come with me if you want to… make it to Shoney’s in time for the ‘early bird’ buffet.” 3) “Are you Sarah Conner? Seriously, my eyesight isn’t what it used to be.”
Here we go again. The years may change, but every December 31, the questions remain the same. Do I splurge on an overpriced, underwhelming dinner at a restaurant where the criminal intent is to rob special-occasion thrill-seekers blind?
Everything is crazy. There is a new oil spill in the Kalamazoo River that threatens to become “a tragedy of historic proportions,” says Gov. Jennifer M. Granholm, if it reaches Lake Michigan…