Hey, the Boob Window did wonders for Power Girl!!!
In high school, a friend of mine, now Prof. Charles C. Weems, built a model rocket out of a large tube from wrapping paper, back when the tubes were 3 or 4 inches across. He couldn’t get balsa wood for the nose cone in large enough blocks, so he carved the nose cone out of solid pine. He mounted four of the largest model rocket engines they made in the tube, and rigged a parachute behind the nose cone, per usual model rocket practice. Well, the thing went up, up, up… but he forgot to seal around the engines, and the chute ejection charge blew out the back, rather than ejecting the chute. It came down, down, down and buried the nose cone four inches into the dirt, and the cardboard tube he used for the body completely unraveled. It was an impressive crash, one worthy of NASA…
I’ve never bought a Street Taco. Sounds to much like Street Pizza.
NEVER call you wife “Ol’ Sourpuss”, “Ol’ Ball an Chain”, “Ol’ Faithful”, “Ol’ Foot Warmer”, “Ol’ Titslinger” or any other variation that contains “Ol’”….
James Bond only Lived Twice.
are tacos kosher?
That researcher never visited Study Hall when I was in high school then.
I’ve never seen a cat drool. I have had cats who slobber when they rub their chins against my knee, though.
I can really Grok this.
I passed the first try, and I hadn’t driven for six months ahead of taking the test. Wimps!