Steeplechase style. Shortish concrete walls with a small moat on the far side (from the plate) of each wall
Counterpoint: over the outfield wall catches are the best catches.
“one-third of Himalayan glaciers will melt by the end of the century”
You are missing out. When done right the egg is baked in with firm white and soft yolk, and then you dip the pizza in custardy yolk goodness.
This immediately came to my mind.
I don’t have to pee, I just get drunk on the power of inconveniencing so many people at once.
I see posters up around Manhattan advertising for it, and every time I’m reminded that the movie ostensibly exists, and then every time I immediately forget again. This movie is so anonymous it’s wild.
You’re responding to a commenter who has demonstrated beyond doubt that they are a deliberately obtuse and combative shitturkey. Hell, the The Cut article answers his question about incels’ unreasonable standards with this quote from Truth4Lie:
I hope so but I feel like we haven’t really lived with these version of the characters long enough to care. Maybe I will be wrong.
Guys, do you think they are gonna say they refilmed the ending because the original one sucked balls? I doubt it but I’m 100% that is closer to the truth.
For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the foul ball, and lose his own soul?
His opinion doesn't mean shit until Pelosi acts first.
“that the Republican Senate ... will be convinced of the path that we have to take as a country”
Depressingly plausible.
My vote? Time-traveling tourists. Sightings are increasing because we’re getting closer to WWIII, a popular destination in time for history buffs.
But where are they going to get the grains?
Swirly bottlenecks PFFT WITH A CAPITAL P THOSE WERE THE MILLER LITE VORTEX BOTTLES.
Buddy and I inadvertently bought those about a decade ago. We were like “Who gets jazzed up about this bottle design? How tf is this going to sell more cases? Who is this for?!”
Our 3rd roommate comes in from work, opens the fridge and…
Holodomor Russian stout.
I realized we were at Peak Craft when my wife and I researching a new city to move realized that every city in a America that cracks 100,000 people has a “lively and growing craft beer scene”.