He serves up a FUCKTON of bread! It's like two small holds from the reach copulated!

So I guess Wendell Pierce is saying this is our turn to give a fuck?

Whoever is in charge of Texas history textbook standards is interested in the rewriting history part of the theme song.

Trump's Big Wheel of Cheese Day will feature the biggest, fanciest, Trump-brand swiss cheese ever! It'll be a chance for everyday billionaires to get access to the White House that they might otherwise not on the once or twice a month there are no meetings at the White House.

In the Thames river

Their distillery tour is really nice as well.

Scotches tend to have a much wider price range than Irish whiskeys.

And isn't Sazerac a specific type of rye though. It tastes different than most over ryes.

But what a good wife, she would be!

Basil Hayden is so wonderfully smooth. And it's less sweet than other bourbons. Four Roses Small Batch is usually my jam, though for some reason the last bottle I got was a little off. And for inexpensive Kentucky bourbons, Evan Williams is always reliable.

Ahh… too classy for the Devil Springs vodka I see.

Hmm. I rarely drink brandy b/c I'm rarely in the spirit for something overly sweet to begin with, and they can combine too sweet with oddly sour (and not in the nice sour way like whisky sours). I had some kind of fruit brandy in Hungary a long time ago that I did not care for at all, while another time I had some…

Is the bear Catholic?

SoCo tastes like an admixture of maple syrup and bile.

Tau dat. I remember once hearing the history behind those ribbons you wear with a small cut in them after a family funeral. The rabbi (who was as chill and Reform as could be found, he may have even been the Jewish equivalent of a deacon) said that in ancient times mourners were supposed to cut their cheeks. This…

Thunderbird?

More like Diuretics, amirite?

The majority of seders I've attended were actually held by a family that was (in background rather than practice) Irish Catholic.

On Mad Men they angle to land the Manischewitz account.

That very song was playing at the bowling alley I was at earlier today.