First it was TGIF; now it’s OGIM. Proof:
So let’s just laugh sourly… with a little help from a friend:
…and cocaine.
(an actual exchange between me and Mr. Free Market)
And some random tart I found SOTI:
Apparently, she’s a sports reporter on Romanian TV — which is probably why sport is so popular over there.
When I was looking for a Romanian cookbook for my brother who married a Romanian Danica Patrick (figuratively speaking, or perhaps behaviorally or psychologically), I found that Romania had a cooking show hosted (Hostessed?) by two scantily clad totties. I still haven’t gotten a cookbook for my brother.
Windy do you have a link?
It’s been a couple of years, I’ll look it up.
Ugh, that tank photo bares a strong resemblance to America’s conservative gun owners.
Gunnut,
How so?
We may have fire power, but alone, were just just going to slide into the lib shit pool.
That Russkie tank confirms that going to Ukraine is a little bit more difficult than just driving through Red Square once a year – and requires a real logistics and maintenance regime.
Re: your pictures of the birds.
Pretty much the same here, too. Arthritis may have taken a toll, but the urge to flip is still strong in this one. Like some other things, it might take a little longer to get it up, but it’s still functional.