Op-Ed: The Louvre Robbery Wouldn’t Have Happened if Van Pelt Bag Checkers Were There
"We need le help of les bag checkers de Van Pelt au Louvre!!!" said a concerned Parisian.
"We need le help of les bag checkers de Van Pelt au Louvre!!!" said a concerned Parisian.
There she is, typing on her phone so elegantly with her hyper-extended index finger.
James complained: "the Lakers drafted my son Bronny so now we have to shower naked together after every game."
Your situationship is sitting there awkwardly, perched on your couch. This is the first time you've hung out before 10 P.M...
Ryan, a former Fisher resident, expressed his grief over Jeremy’s passing: “He’d swing by my room late at night with his buddies to say hi. He used to shit on the floor sometimes, which made me feel so validated cause I do that too. Jeremy was a real one… I’ll miss that little fucker with all my heart.”
Me? Jealous? I'm NOT jealous.
My mother doesn’t drink much. Instead, she prefers to buy property, amassing generational wealth as a landlord.
How two divorced parents reignited their romance at Smokes this weekend
An experience, for sure.
I'm only telling you this because you're like my third best friend here.
The student was found staggering across High Rise field, muttering "I must not steal, I must not steal."
The Good News Is Here. Join the Task Forces.
Interim President Jameson has announced he is done fucking around and is now strapped.