After that collision Phillips may be a flathead. 

There’s already salt beers, it’s called a Gose and they’re awful. 

It’s no big deal - the octopus that replaced Rabio was itentacle.

For whom the tako bell tolls...

Mike, please come home to Philly. You will be a conquering hero here, statues will be built for you, no more playing in anonymity in that far away time zone! Only 45 minutes to Millville, you can hang with your buddy Carson, it’s all just waiting! Please!!

The story was good. Pictures included? Make it a masterpiece.

this is the greatest story ever told.

My best friend and I dressed up as Burt and Ernie for halloween about 8 years ago. Went out and got pretty hammered at the bars, and then I see down the street, Cookie Monster, just standing there. Well I thought it was a good idea to jump on his back, we both fell to the ground, and that’s when I feel a shot to the…

Typical exchange on LynxedIn.

close comments, we’re done here

“Horton, Here’s a Poo!”

My college rugby team named a “drink” after me. “The Sean” was three shots of Jim Beam in a row, then two lines of adderall, then three shots of Jack Daniels, while the guitar solo from “Freebird” played. You had to finish before the solo was over. Writing this out as a 30 year old man I think I feel enough shame for…

With those two ingredients, we called it ghetto sangria. What’s the other 1/3?

but you are like 2/3 of the way to budget sangria!

Good Morning Vietnam has me intrigued.

Red wine and orange soda. It’s both delicious and sad.

I’ve made a ton of drinks that were considered disgusting by other people, but the only ones I’ve ever regretted on my own terms were Bailey’s and orange soda (whoops!) and a drink I called “myrrh” that was whiskey, coke, Everclear, Manischewitz, and salsa.

I got your back, bro.