I’m torn between watching Dude, You’re Screwed and sleep.
i stopped caring when i was like 3
I’m a hopeless romantic with a dirty mind who has high standards.
catch me at the age of 80 bloggin bout bingo
mental health game:
Why sleep when you can regret life choices
my parents still haven’t apologized for making me ugly
i’m on a baby names website to name a character
one of these things is not like the other
yeah i mean who the frick would name their kid shaelynn
It’s Presidents Day, so heres some presidential gossip from the 90s about our nations 42nd President of the United States, Bill Clinton.
Roland Mesnier, who worked at the White House for 26 years beginning with the Carter administration, said when President Bill Clinton came into the White House in 1993, he had a “scary” appetite.
“He could eat five or six pork chops.” He recalls the episode of a strawberry cake he made one evening. Clinton devoured half of it all by himself, and the next morning he wanted more. ‘No one could find the cake,’ says Mesnier, who had a face-to-face with the distraught commander in chief. ‘Clinton was pounding on the table and shouting, “I want my goddamned cake.”’
I bet it sucks to be the actual Jake from State Farm