There is interest from the readers.
There is interest from the readers.
There is interest from the readers.
There is interest from the readers.
Someone else mentioned that. I haven’t. I’m pretty sure they’re not available in my area, but admittedly I pretty much bypass the blends. Will pick one up based on the reco of two fine folks in the comment section.
I should have looked further down before making my posts. +3 slices of bread (bread sandwich).
Psht. Everyone knows you don’t boil sandwiches.
Look at all those delicious hot dog sandwiches!
I loved Kirk in Tombstone. Especially the “I’m your huckleberry” line. He’s truly elite.
I for one am frankly shocked that the 9th Circuit apparently looked at the law as it was written an rendered a judgment based on that when it seemingly had an opportunity to stick it to the Trump admin.
This is true. But not being $75 like it should and being a total marketing gimmick, I’m happy to sneer at it.
I’d call myself an appreciator. It’s very unlikely I could pick out a blend from a single malt in a blind test with much success. But alas, I stand by my overly broad generalization: Back to your cardboard shanty, you.
This is a good comment.
Regardless of what country you live in, you’re a true patriot!
Agreed, but sometimes you just want a Scotch. And you can often (not frequently, but often) find a good one on special for right around $30.
If you’re buying, I’m swilling next to you in the sand. But if the bottle is from my wallet, I’m going glass every time. Getting the nose is too important to enjoying a nice Scotch.
Oh, come on, dude. After a (rare, because I have kids) awesome meal out with Mrs. Darrell’s Dimebag, I love an after dinner Scotch with dessert.
Well done.
Agreed. Once you get that old, I feel like all you’re tasting is the wood.
Some thoughts on this:
Should have kept the bike, bro. I promised the missus I’d quite riding once the kids were born, which I did for 6 years. Now I get it out on the weekend trips to the gym.
If that’s your take, you haven’t spent much time on the roads. Harley riders (I’m not one, but live in an area where they are prevalent) know what the fuck they’re doing (still no excuse for most of them not wearing helmets). It’s the crotch-rocket douchebags who have BS riding skills, no etiquette, and no idea how to…
Is this a thing? Please tell me this isn’t a thing.