This makes me want to try it more now.

Hmm I disagree with your s'more hatred, but wholeheartedly agree about summer. Conflicted feelings.

Ahem, refer to all pop as Coke, you mean.

They're the kings of making up stupid words to describe stuff. Like "freshaliscious". Barf!

True, especially smoked turkey corn chowder.

Same thing in retail. No ever cleans up after their kids.

Clam chowder?

I burned a copy of the first season for my mom and my aunt. They LOVED it! But I am really, really glad I did not watch it with them.

Funny enough, my mom's doctor told her to cut her waist length hair in the early 60's. Told her it was sapping her strength or something like that.

Yay, a voice of reason!

Vodka martinis are abominations anyway.

Hence the "mock".

My wife owns a coffee shop. Her sizes are in ounces, or small, medium, large. People always order grande, but sometimes they mean medium, sometimes they mean large.

I took the class "Great Ideas in Western Music". There were a couple drops after the first day, because there was no country music played.

In some small defense of them, beets just taste like purple dirt.

In their stupid faces.

It's weird, I've heard that, but both places I've had it were from Ohio natives.

Well, the other Chicago style, very thin crust, cut into small squares? I can get that where I live. I can't get Jack in the deep dish area, unless I make it myself.

Exactly. It's like saying, "Oh, you had multiple orgasms in a variety of positions? Then that's not sex."

This anti deep dish sentiment is bizarre as hell. It's crust, sauce, and cheese. Sounds like pizza to me.