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I hate to be negative but I’ve never liked Jughead. Now he doesn’t just run with a bad crowd. He IS the bad crowd.
We chase down bad guys so you don’t have to. I do the talking because my partner’s a hothead.
Snagged a sweet new writing job that starts next month. Here’s my peaty celebratory bottle, all the way from Speyside, Scotland. Winner: Distillery of the Year — Malt Advocate magazine (’07).
My smooth-faced bodyguard always insists on valet parking.
A Chinese factory has invited me to buy their “custom made sublimation sportswear.” Made of 100% polyester, it looks like this: When my sports team wears these intimidating jerseys, we will be terrifying and unstoppable.
Title of the book is A HARD TIME TO BE A FATHER. I just noticed his thought balloon…
I thought I had the cutest little green car in town and then this clown rolled by. There can only be one. Gonna be a demolition derby.
Just received this press release. It marks the first time I’ve seen the word “beautiful” applied to “yurt”. I thought yurts smelled like other people’s feet?
Wish I could say otherwise but everyone in this hot tub was a jerk.
You’re a billionaire with money to burn on a private party … so you hire the maudlin, sludge slinging Red Hot Chili Peppers as your party band? Brutal waste of cash. What would you spend that money on instead? For starters, I’d hire mercenaries to capture Rush and throw them out of a hovering helicopter.…
Ken Hegan 