What about working at Füshun
What about working at Füshun
I really look at Global Entry as costing $15 since I would have gotten Precheck regardless...and, honestly, $15 is worth skipping the line even just once. It’s even worth the potential that you MIGHT use it once, even if you seemingly never go out of the country.
I’m not Scrooge, but Superman’s Dead
“You can easily grab 3 of your buddies, pull it off, and store it in your yard...”
Probably an unpopular opinion, but I LOVED Need for Speed: The Run. From the moment you drive through San Francisco all the way to the end, I thought it was a blast to have a racing game with (what felt like) a storyline.
In that second-to-last tweet - a tweet meant to clarify the confusion - Woj STILL fucks up which Brooks is which!
What we found when my wife was pregnant was that more often than not, you end up with a sugar bomb instead of a good, well-balanced non-alcoholic drink. Granted the nicer cocktail bars are generally better at this, but we still have a long way to go.
A friend brought a bottle of Drake’s Virginia Black Canadian Whiskey to my holiday party last year.
Have you ever left South Carolina?
Half of these restaurants you either straight up won’t be able to get into (as mentioned with the Aviary) or the wait will be insane.
That pig face. Those green beans.
God, I need to go back soon.
It’s probably more calling the pre-Alzheimer’s guy a dumbass for not having his estate affairs in order.
Beermiscuous is so great. I’ve lived an 8 minute walk away for about 3 years now and only started going a few months ago...that’s time I’m never going to get back.
I’m not arguing that creeps don’t do it, and nothing you said is inaccurate.
Never read an article about Magic City I couldn’t enjoy...until now.
K, got it, strictly business.
Really putting a steak in the ground.
In fairness, Dan should know too, considering he linked out to an article about Kylie being an almost-billionaire.
This bothers me, and closely related, I don’t like pictures where the back of a bun is squeezed to make the front open up like a clamshell, like this particularly egregious example: