The BMW? That’s what I call an amazing car.
The AOL? That’s what I call an amazing actor.
The rest? Blech. I hope Adam rots in this container till the ant (!) of time for not keeping Steve informed. Idiot. And I have to be protected from seeing a tiny penis, but enduring these Williams’ family members and their inflated ego is ok? Blech.
So let’s have some fun with Steve. And I really hope it is Jersey humor free. leiCa
God mode activated.
Shut up – or I will expertly draw attention to duct tape.
He would love to try this ‘waterfuck’ people talk about when they are annoyed.
It is a shame that careening has come a bit out of fashion.
Magnum? Seriously? He always knew that Higgins was Robin Masters.
He’s looking for a guy in a pink polo-shirt with a turned up collar. Offers a slap in the face!
Run, forest! Run! It’s Steve!
Thank God for the episode saving presence of the intense Alexpressions.
The stuff that dreams are made of. Smurfable stuff. Chinsmurf. Eyesmurf. Veinsmurf. Mouthsmurf. Smoothbuzzcutsmurf. (Feel free to add. What’s your smurf? What do you smurf? Do you smurf a lot?)
Working with the Williamses? How many ‘later’ are one ‘never’?
Thank you. Till next time. Hope the Adam storyline ants. That would be a tingling sensation.
And the restaurant will be called “D&V”.