The whole "Who's cutting the grass thing" is silly to me. I'm willing to believe in the single most virulent pathogen in the history of the world, which reanimates dead tissue, and countless other impossibilities, but I'm getting hung up on grass length? It's a TV show, let that **** go.
A Black Belt is just a White Belt who didn't quit.
a one legged man could easily drive a car. . . but only if the car isn't a stick shift.
Everybody know my gamey. Everytimey. I go for knockouty or submission.
Thank you for my fuzz.