I got my new heart rate monitor today. So excited.
If you didn’t want me to say “polo” when you were yelling for your son Marco, then you should have named him something else.
All-nighter on the strip with a guy I just met who travels around the world taking pictures with his bacon pillow pet. #BaconBad #imnotkidding www.mylifewithbacon.com (at Caesars Palace Hotel & Casino)instagram.com/jazz_bruce
Those who know each other only through symbolic representation are forced to imagine each other, and because their imagination is imperfect, they are often wrong. She had always thought that if only people could communicate mind to mind, eliminating the ambiguities of language, then understanding would be perfect. Instead she discovered that rather than magnifying differences between people, language could just as easily soften them, minimize them, smooth things over so that people can get along even though they don’t really understand each other. The allusion of comprehension allows people to think they are more alike than they really are.
One of the most beautiful places I’ve ever been. Happy Sunday :)instagram.com/jazz_bruce
A grenade is a bit dramatic, but I would catch a bread roll for you.
Why the hell are you here? You’ve been blowing your nose for three hours straight and your nostrils are pinker than a playboy bunny’s bedroom. You should be at home getting intimate with a bowl of chicken soup, not subjecting us all to whatever mutant strain of bacteria you’ve got coursing through your veins. There’s not enough Lysol in the world to rid the air of whatever your last sneeze just spewed out, and since I didn’t wear a level 2 biohazard suit today, I’m probably going to get sick now too. Thanks a lot you contaminated idiot.
PS I googled your symptoms and it looks like you have the Ebola virus. I hope you have good insurance.
Of all the pictures I’ve taken, this is probably my favorite.instagram.com/jazz_bruce