A Jewish friend and I are eating at a greasy spoon in Central Illinois. The waitress lets us know how great the ham is. My buddy states that he’s Jewish and doesn’t eat pork. Her reaction: “My goodness. You don’t eat ham? What do you do for Easter?”
A Jewish friend and I are eating at a greasy spoon in Central Illinois. The waitress lets us know how great the ham is. My buddy states that he’s Jewish and doesn’t eat pork. Her reaction: “My goodness. You don’t eat ham? What do you do for Easter?”
He kinda looks like Ted Williams.
Greatest non-ironic beer ad I’ve ever seen. Thank you for that.
I have a rule against no longer ordering pizza place wings. I’ve had my heart broken too many times.
first football game, first kiss (doesn’t count because it was part of a play but still), first beer, first love (unrequited), first Metallica concert, first cigarette, first pube, etc.
I literally do not understand them - they’re tiny as fuck, have the texture of a rubber dog toy, taste like artificial smoke flavoring, and basically run you $1 apiece.
The lack of discussion about Rony Seikaly’s post-basketball life as a DJ and serial model dater is very upsetting.
I’m seeing some non-Euclidean geometry in those pics.
Their rivalry with the Nippon Ham Fighters is going to be sooooeeeeeeyt.
Are Ray Stevenson or Kevin McKidd fans of Leeds?
I am a Giants fan and..... fuck. I am going to be miserable. I’ll probably get a bottle of Rumpelminze (100 proof schnapps that I used to drink in college like a dipshit) and be blackout and just hate watch the whole thing while flipping off both teams.
Let’s just breakdown what we’re working with here.
Deh leever shot!
Except that if you read the story, the good punks kept an eye on the Nazis and would step in if they Nazis started anything. They didn’t attack them on sight. They didn’t attack them for being Nazis. They attacked them if they attacked others first.
I’ve got your back on bar soap for shampoo. I’ve shaved my head since I’m 17. There’s no reason whatsoever for me to pay for proper shampoo to wash my head skin.
but the whole POINT of being in a relationship is to fart with impunity
Rodney Mullen in Plan B’s Second Hand Smoke changed the way I thought about skating.