Eh, I don’t know about that. I think the comeback from a 25pt deficit helped erase those two. At least it did for me.
Eh, I don’t know about that. I think the comeback from a 25pt deficit helped erase those two. At least it did for me.
Counterpoint: It’s absolutely not time for Bills fans to get a new gag. Not until someone, either the play-by-play guy or the color guy, is forced to acknowledge that there’s a dildo on the field. Then, and only then, do we demand that they stop doing this.
I’d don’t know if I’d say that Boston fans are wealthier, but I really don’t have any experience outside of Fenway, and most of the time I’m sitting with the plebes. The one time I did get to sit somewhere nice was when the wife won tickets for the corporate “pavilion” her company sponsored, and that shit was awesome.…
Not that I heard, or remember hearing as I was pretty lit up by the sixth inning. A lot of “Let’s go Red Sox”, though.
This list is mostly garbage.
Yeah, that struck me as odd as well. There were a shit-ton of Sox jerseys and shirts in that audience and not a whole lot of Dodgers gear. Not to mention you kept hearing Sox chants.
Eh, fuck LA, I guess. Even in LA...
My kids devour the cheese slices every time we go. Next time I’m there, I’m grabbing myself a slice of pepperoni.
They got a couple, but we’re just trying to figure out where we’re going to put it.
You’re living the dream.
I’ve gotten a couple of pair of Levi’s 505's from there. A ‘South Pacific’ 4-disc Blu-Ray set. A Samsung 5.1 surround sound system. XBox One X. Various children’s DVD’s...books, clothes for my kids, underwear, socks, uh, a whole bunch of shit. It’s for more than just a box of 100 all-beef patties. But I don’t know if…
Nah, they sound like a pedantic asshole.
And you’re probably still using that bleach to this day to do your laundry.
The lack of Coke doesn’t bother me that much, but it sounds like I missed out on this Polish sausage...
Nah, those are the bests. Nothing better than remembering what you’ve eaten.
I guess so. I don’t know. I mean, I’ll try it again, but last time I went in the out door to find my fam, I was told to show ID. Maybe it’s just the fascists at this place...
You’re like the fourth or fifth person to mention the chicken bake, which leads me to believe I need to try that.
I believe it. They usually stick those warehouses away from other stuff. The Costco we go to is near some bullshit...I guess you could call it a strip mall. There’s a Target, a Home Depot, and some other shit. The only food option there is a Texas Steakhouse or whatever the fuck it’s called. I don’t see a bunch of…
I’ve heard similar tale, but I can guarantee you that it’s not the case where we go.
Yeah, but something about freedom...
I’m thinking I might switch up my routine and grab a slice next time I go.