Really, how do you not ride it. Thankfully, the safety was on.
My compatriots and I rafted down the Deerfield River in Massachusetts. We got pretty soaked, but no one fell overboard. We were the most and least professional on the river!
Although a number of signs politely suggested that the monkeys were well fed and capable of finding their own food, I felt compelled to feed them.
While at the Cliffs of Mohr, in Ireland I looked death square in the face, scoffed, and kicked him in the nuts.
I navigated yesterday with moderate success on only 3 cups of coffee... two of those cups were only 24 oz iced coffees while the other was a mere 16 oz hot coffee. Less is impossible.
it was a hot day in may of 2004 - I met JOHN RAMBO in a GNC in NYC - good thing i had my 1982 vhs rambo video on hand for him to bless.
The photo tells it all. Waiting in baggage claim at JFK.
On this day I solemnly swear that the physical dimension of my dog's head well exceed those of your dog, or any other dog.
After a long road, I succesfully harvested a beautiful, long-legged baby girl in my wife's stomach for 9 months. She was 21.5 inches when she hatched.
You should have seen this thing, a virtual lake shark. It was a battle that lasted the better part of 2 minutes but I emerged the victor and the fish tasted tasted the bitterness of defeat.