This seems strange and nuts to me: as long as they’re single-occupancy, why can’t they be unisex? Cofffee shops all over the country (including Ohio) have unisex bathrooms denoted with a male | female | wheelchair signs—why can’t a restaurant serving liquor?
I was so happy when my local beer store started selling Smoked Porter. I have a beer cellar of mainly just that now.
I use Hoopla through my local library. Virtually everything I’ve ever wanted to read is available there. And it’s all “free” for me (well, paid for by my tax dollars, and I feel like using libraries, even digitally, is supporting libraries).
No, this is in Cornwall. Flanders is across the Channel in Belgium.
That guy definitely ate his dog with Taco Bell hot sauce.
ive seen him more often in the bar across the street
From $50 how far are you really away from the $1,300 Snoo? Surely you can just send your butler out with some pocket change to go pick one of these up?
From $50 how far are you really away from the $1,300 Snoo? Surely you can just send your butler out with some…
I had colicky twins and paid about $30/each for vibrating bouncy seats.
I had colicky twins and paid about $30/each for vibrating bouncy seats.
“But, when you break it down and think about it, it’s not that much more expensive than most baby things”
“But, when you break it down and think about it, it’s not that much more expensive than most baby things”
Exactly. I’m not worried, though. I’m certain that Ashley Feinberg will clear this up for us in a follow up post. She really is great here at Deadspin.
Hey The Takeout - is a Hot Rat a Sandwich?
Agree, and the cookies are... snappier? Crispier? I don’t know but they taste different and delicious.
I have never found it necessary to modify an Oreo. Oreos, on the other hand, have most certainly modified me.
Thank you, Drew! I now know what I need to break out of my salsa rut.
It sounds to me like this woman wants to get infested with cockroaches.
See if I’m making em home made, it’s a bigger entry to gluttony. I wanna taste my efforts, damnit. Especially before having to share it with others who just get to go, “Oh! Cookies, sweet!”