There’s definitely something punny going on here.
…pity those who live without lager”
Or is it just me?
I’m not staying for long, but I’m definitely coming out.
I’m waiting in a restaurant in Queens, in 1930s America. Mary Anne McLeod walks in.
And I’ll damn well fight anyone who disagrees with me.
A washed-up, burnt-out has-been.
How false allegations can get you in Depp shit.
The synonym had been invited but decided to stroll into the tavern next door.
If we were to legally curb language that is deemed offensive, how would that work in practice?