There's a place in Boston that has this:

If you're into IPAs, it really doesn't get better than Heady. It blows any other IPA I've ever had out of the water. Hands down. There's a certain "star" quality about it that I think inflates some people's opinions. But I've been drinking it since they reopened after Irene and after the first can I thought "This is…

I dunno. I love milk. And I put half & half in my cereal.

Maybe. I think just lonely

He loves the bars up in Williamsburg/Greenpoint. At the McCarren park line (hint hint).

Jayson Williams gets hammered at dive bars in N. Williamsburg pretty regularly. It's sad. And the way he looks so desperate for friends, or anyone to just talk to, is kind of pathetic. But he buys everyone drinks...

I've only ever done it when completely hammered. And it didn't really work. Oh well. Don't feel like I'm missing much.

It's a Tinder "moment". You have to already have matched with her to see it. And once you see it you can either approve of it or not (swipe left or right). Which I guess is her way of being like "look at me, boys! I fucked a Patriot!"

I was doing the EXACT same thing.

There is no way she's not on Molly.

It came in a jar. Who knows what it was. Tasted like absinthe. God, aren't your early twenties fun?!

I've had bootleg Czech absinthe that certainly made me feel so strange feels. And made my friend have a shroom like freak out. I think there's something to it.