The best damn pokemon in existence. Pink, compact and rather adorable, this pokemon is the only reason why anyone still plays the game. He's a master of mind-games and being one of the hardest Pokemon to catch (which 1is worth it because he can use any move!)
OMG! It's aboutntime Nintendo frickin' made a frickin' Mew Event *in America!*
I know, Japan gets *everything!*
1.) The polar opposite of Hell. During the months of Mid-December to Mid-May, it is a cozy -3*F everyday. It's a high of 20 and a low of Antarctica with a chance of rain that'll surely have you sliding in the icy abyss of Lake Michigan. Honestly, this should be a tax deductible for the residents they choice to stay more than five damn hours here. When night time starts at 4 pm and morning ends at 11 pm.
2.) The worst time to be getting lost downtown
3.) The passive death penalty
4.) The reason why no one wants to live in Chicago past October.
5.) The reason tourism halts to an icy stop
Texas Guy: GODDAMN IT's COLD!
Chicago Guy: But it's like 60 degrees.
Texas Guy: Oh like YOU felt worse. What's the temperature up there?
Chicago Guy: It actually got up to a high of 6 today! My mom was telling me how nice it was since yesterday, she said she was able to pry her car door open from the ice encasing it.
Texas: .....Chicago Winter....
According to the Mayans, our era of time will end in 2012. Though many sensible people say that the Mayans were a primitive peoples and that they were too busy getting wiped out by the Conquesidors to made calender updates, an equal amount fear that a seemingly random date in Earth's history is just plotting away our deaths because the universe has nothing else to do.
After watching that documentary about the end of the world, followed by the movie "2012," a rise of 2012phobia razed the internet
A poor and rather ghetto, and shabby way of performing something that otherwise would be a traditional and decent way of addressing a situation. Ghettofabulous-ness can range from bringing Kool-Aid and bottles of 40s to a child's birthday party, putting balloons on a tombstone or urn, or being excessively loud and rude.
After the burial, we drove past a small tombstone with a huge bouquet of balloons that read "Happy Birthday Shaqeeta" and streemers that said "Mama Loves You, Boo!"
That's so ghettofabulous!