I like to think I'm funny, in a dry, sarcastic,
dumb kind of way.
Not exact matches
The atheist motto is: «It seems
kind of dumb to believe that there's a magic invisible man in the sky who is all powerful but had to kill his son (who is also him) to save us from his own wrath because he engineered us in a
way that we would want to break his «laws» just to test us.
Let's just get this out
of the
way: Football, as a game, is really
kind of dumb.
So I'd just praise him for the good interactions, and then
kind of play
dumb about the intent behind the bad ones and try to distract him the
way you would a young toddler.
OK now this franchise just got really silly, the first film was actually OK in a
dumb kiddie
kind of way but this sequel is just
dumber and VERY frustrating.
We don't often see this
kind of film with little to no male counterpart along the
way acting like some
dumb hotshot.
I like how Barry seems
kind of dumb in the beginning, I like the
way Barry's wife says, «No!»
Mumblecore is
kind of a
dumb way to describe it, though.
But this is well - equipped, has a decent amount
of room, and dare I say it, is
kind of cute, in a
dumb puppy sort
of way.
Even if it's
kind of a
dumb way to kill enemies, the real benefit is being able to use it to air - dash forward and hit the ground running at presumably top speed.
Then as our community moves progressively forward, we can all still be relieved to know that Miami is still on its
way to transcending its past as just another
dumbed down tourist destination — promoting that less thoughtful decaying visual aroma that we still get a whiff
of now and then... that
kind of old Miami putrid commercialized smell that turned so many despondent and sour and caused the international arts communities to view Miami's indifference to an international discourse as but a memory, constantly recuperating the South Florida pastiche... a past that if you need reminding
of you need only take a trip to Key West to know what
kind of image Miami is still fighting against — the land built on coral and swamp, but filled with cheap and shallow tawdriness, like acid in your contemporary, progressive face, eyes
of mundane kitschy campiness saddening and maddening,
dumbed down affection that solicits and sells itself to another
kind of cultural neanderthal — the accidental drunken tourist who seeks passive mediocrity and the same in other kindred spirits -LSB-.]