Gordon Ramsay Reviews Your Valentine’s Day Date
I suppose oysters are a noted aphrodisiac, but even those could never overpower the terrifying sight of your lover’s haircut.
I suppose oysters are a noted aphrodisiac, but even those could never overpower the terrifying sight of your lover’s haircut.
If you ate all that, we’re astonished you are alive to read this notice. Your arteries must be as hard as bricks.
When it’s clear the patron isn’t saying “when” anytime soon and your mind starts to wander.
The Instant Pot is everything you want in a partner: dependable, easy to understand, warm, generous, creative, talented, and great in the kitchen!
Posting signage around the restaurant that says, “We Pinky Promise We Washed Our Hands Before Returning To Work,” is not comforting.
If you’re used to other eateries in the area, you might be surprised by the cold, but we didn’t mind cuddling up.
Have you ever fucking had a Flamin’ Hot Cheeto? Multiply that by fucking 800 and you’ll get an inkling about what the goddamn fuck I’m getting at.
Doritos, we’re nothing but consistent. Doritos are always crunchy. We never give conflicting guidance on how to enjoy Doritos.
How could two islands of near-identical climate, geology, and elevation give rise to two such distinct, yet delicious creatures? Science rocks.
Just think, someone close to you took the easy way out and gifted you small quantities of randomly selected unappealing snacks.
Pears have all the qualities you love in an apple, but with a fresh, edgy, devil-may-care attitude.
Isn't it beautiful? Doesn't it make you want to grab your snow-spoon and scoop as much as you can up into your mouth?