Wow. Pretty sure I saw the exact same take in the comments section of Breitbart. Nice job, dude.
Wow. Pretty sure I saw the exact same take in the comments section of Breitbart. Nice job, dude.
Tell you what. Live in the same neighborhood as a halfway house sometime, and complain why there aren’t more. I’m going to guess your point of view might change. Mine did.
Sooooooo, a story critical of prisons that’s sourced entirely from unverified anecdotes from convicted felons. Color me shocked. Good hire, Splinter!
I like to serve mine from a gun-shaped gravy boat while exercising my freedom of speech about how awful vegetarians are while also practicing my religion of worshiping Roux, the Greek god of gravy.
It’s a truly desperate man that buys jarred pre-made gravy. I’m sorry, my friend. If you accidentally hit your aunt’s car leaving her house that sad Thanksgiving, God has forgiven you.
Hitler preferred ham for Thanksgiving, too...just sayin’.
I will try to respond in a rational manner, but know that I have very strong feelings on this:
Ever played football as a kid? The way they pick the kicker is by lining every kid up and having them kick field goals. Whoever sucks the worst keeps his normal position, but also gets to be the kicker. Nobody on the field is a puss.
I hate you so much right now.
I...I don’t know what that means. But you write good cooking posts, so carry on, my friend.
I’m agnostic on whether the stuffing needs to be in the bird, but if it doesn’t contain the giblets, the stuffing maker should be forced to sit in the car until the meal is over.
Wait, there’s such a thing as bad stuffing?
I’m guessing he feels disgrundled after that hit.
This is excellent and underappreciated. Not that anyone will ever see my comment, mind you.
But the football teams and the NFL somehow exist for the purpose of social justice?
Number 13 on the Bucs gets fined, right? Not so much for the cowardly hit, but he threw punches when Lattimore was on the ground.
I do not get what people see in it. It’s not terrible...there’s just nothing special about it. Like Papa John’s. Or Ohio.
This reminds me of perhaps one of the best Family Guys clips ever:
True, but the odds of getting stabbed are much higher at Chuck E. Cheese versus Papa John’s.
Nah, dude: The Yuengling of pizza. It’s not very good, but a not that small contingent of people are convinced it’s way better than it is.