It’s Me, Scrub Daddy, America’s Favorite Sponge! Please Stop Using My Mouth to Clean Your Dishes
The hole for my mouth is pretty much only there for novelty reasons. No matter how hard you push, none of your cups or plates will ever fit.
The hole for my mouth is pretty much only there for novelty reasons. No matter how hard you push, none of your cups or plates will ever fit.
This is progressing faster than I can manage—remember, I’m a marathon, not a sprint.
We may be a lab in a haunted castle, but we still have rules.
You can provoke me all you want but I'm not going to do anything irrational. Except remove your handcuffs in a parking lot.
I knew blanketing a third-grade class’s first art exhibition with cans of pasta would be controversial, but that’s why I did it
How can an outsider podcast hope to find an audience for its maritime squeaks, squawks, and screeches in such a crowded industry?
I have trouble putting something as heavy as this into words, so I’ll send my sympathies in the best way I know how.
The journey has been fun, and there were certainly some parts I liked. Reading was cool.
You won't find a better price on a Halloween costume than this non-trademarked and fair use character!
Fire's just supposed to be a pretty thing you look at sometimes. Like a lava lamp, but it can kill you.
I definitely didn't come up with the flavor profile for this roast after I bought Starburst at a Hudson News in the SeaTac Airport.
Neither of us like wasabi, but these are wasabi with cinnamon and pineapple, so I have a feeling the other two flavors will overpower the wasabi.