I got my XBox One X from there because it was cheaper by about $20 than anywhere else. But yeah, most of the time it’s bulk stuff for us: Eggo’s for the kids, yogurt, eggs, milk, etc. Until we get a chest freezer, at which point we’re going to turn into fucking preppers.

Ours doesn’t have a gas station, but I can see how a fill up and a hot dog would be awesome.

Dude, you’re missing out on the Costco for one reason: The Costco fuckin’ hot dog. A buck-fifty AND you get a fountain soda. And the hot dog is pretty goddamn good, too. It’s easily my favorite part of going there the once a month we hit that fucking place up.

The Post Mortal was a fucking great book with a bunch of fantastic gut punches, especially the end.. I haven’t gotten around to The Hike yet, but it sounds like it’s not on par...

I think they get deliveries every day of beef, and you can keep it refrigerated, just not frozen.
Wendy’s is fine. Just as long as you don’t get their chili.

I wish I could take credit for that, but I’m too much of a coward and don’t like fucking around with my own shit. I’m more of an instigator, anyway. 

I don’t know. I guess not every Wendy’s gets deliveries every day, so it’s possible that we were just in a region where they didn’t give a shit. Also, it was the early 2000's before they started that “fresh, never frozen” marketing campaign.

I didn’t eat fast food for a long time after working there. I mean, yeah, he…

Yeah, I figured. I mean, I know where we used to get the boxes of beef from and it was the flash freezer. It was where we would smoke weed. And throw eggs and creamer packets against the walls when were mad.

One guy took a shit in a glove and then hid it in there. A few days later he showed us his shit hand and tried…

Loser has to clean the grease trap.

I walked into the flash freezer to lug out boxes of beef.

I worked at Wendy’s back in the day. They freeze their beef just like everyone else.

Yeah, I never heard about that because I was out of upstate NY by the time it got to that, but I’m not surprised. The sort of dude that starts off his commercials with shouting and rage is probably a show pony and doesn’t engage in much heavy lifting. Goddamned if his commercials weren’t entertaining as shit, though.

I don’t know if it’s his death stare of the fact that he screams it a shit ton of times, but it gets burned into your brain. Just like “HE’S A MEAN SOB, BUT HE WANTS TO BE YOUR ESS-OH-BEEEEEE!!”

Oh, like he remembers his nickname from his playing days.

Besides, I’ve seen his movies. He blinks all the fucking time.

You know they’d just give him that money back during refund season, right?

And tax breaks are bad if an entity like the fucking military requires tax revenue to run. But then again, I don’t know why I expected economics knowledge from a guy that can’t even spell “Chief” right...

Fuck this Texas Hammer guy. There’s only one hammer after Greg “The Hammer” Valentine and that’s Jim “THE HAMMER” Shapiro. He was a Rochester, NY area attorney, and he started out sort of mellow. Talking about how he sued drunks. And then he just went absolutely bug fuck and started yelling in his commercials and not…

I went to some bargin-bin wrestling event at the Augusta Civic Center in Maine in the early 2000's. My friends and I indulged in some party favors before hand, and as such I was coked out of my mind by the time we go in to watch such forgotten faves as Tony Atlas and Public Enemy. Of course, I proceeded to shout at…

That’s a spicy hot take that’s pretty full of shit. 

I take ‘em where I can get ‘em.

Everything that you mentioned is naturally occurring. That it’s used in roach spray doesn’t mean that it’s necessarily bad. 

And sparking seltzer is fucking stupid.