Still easily found in San Antonio/South Texas…and my fridge.

I remember Pommac from the early-mid ‘60s living in the Rio Grande Valley in South Texas. My grandfather won 12 cases (bottles) in some contest he entered. In order to make Pommac seem more sophisticated, it was likened to “wine” in some way. It was stacked ceiling high in the garage next to the pink Oldsmobile he won…

The Persistence of Martha by Labrador Dali

Just another case of a fake Lolex.

I can’t remember ever being so incensed about whatever I just read.

Fuck off

“Uh, I don’t know, but your questions are killing me.”

Rib injuries like that make me wince.

Rumor has it that moments before he passed, someone stumbled upon a shrouded portrait of some old fucker in Prince’s attic.

Patrick won, but...

Sub Tim Duncan for Patrick Ewing please.

Who didn't know this already? Thanks though.

Sean Elliott is actually a great color commentator. Granted, he is a homer, but he is also knowledgeable, witty, and fun to listen to.

The very first sentence of this beautiful shitshow of a response certainly indicates that Susan is a credible judge of, in her words, “retarded writing”. To her defense, I’m sure that when her “medication of choice” wore off, and someone read this to her, she probably reached for more of her “medication of choice”.

They have Strong and Smart. I hope they get Good next.

+1 followed by Bob Welch version

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