Go raibh maith agat! I am drinking a Guinness/Harp black and tan as we speak!

Thanks!

Yeah! Thanks!

I ride a 400-lb commuter/sport bike. I couldn't do that at twice the time.

Y gracias, Desu.

Gracias, jip.

Nice.

Or just weld them together with big I-beams a hundred feet apart, stretch trampoline material over it and bingo! Catamaran cruise ship!

That was really, seriously impressive. I might go watch one of these if I hear of one nearby.

Three years ago I took my kids to one of the larger local parks, got to the driveway of the parking area near their favorite playground and it was closed off with highway signs. So we parked down the road a bit and walked back.

Like a gyot-danged boss! Impressive as hell with a bike that big and heavy.

In defense of the cop, the first thing William should've done is put his hands on his head and told them he was armed and had a permit.

Stumps and foundation keep the watersports jerks away.

I will be in a couple months!

The old guy I got it from—dead now—used to play a loud-as-hell resonator guitar he got in the 50s, similar to the one Jerry Douglas plays dobro-style.

Happy as a clam in a bear trap.

Yep. I got the recipe from an old hillbilly in northern California years back and didn't know till maybe three years ago that it was an Italian thing.

Smiling, amigo.

Replace vodka with Everclear and you have something close to my recipe.

And could a camel fit in there beside him?