This one is close to atop my “Highly desired BMWs” list - which is quite a list. I also have a “Highly desired realistic-to-own BMWs” list, which currently consists of:
This one is close to atop my “Highly desired BMWs” list - which is quite a list. I also have a “Highly desired realistic-to-own BMWs” list, which currently consists of:
Bro bro: bro diddly! Cadillac Bro-m.
I had just finished making home-made salsa with HOT jalapenos, and me and the ex old-lady started getting down to business. You know. Anyway, even though I had washed my hands (promise! twice!) she starts getting a burning sensation in her lady bits.
Oh my stars, this is what all Fridays should sound like.
No you don’t. /sigh
I’m feeling pretty positive some of those were made up. I dunno. I go outside and stuff.
First of all, I am glad the crews on-site and in Indianapolis proper were able to react quickly, with correct intuition, and apparently save this driver’s life.
As a relatively new baseball fan, it hurt my head trying to figure out how striking out four in an inning was possible. Thanks to the Internet, I now have one more fact in my brainface.
Shower beers are the best beers. Well, they are on the high council of the beer kingdom. Truly this is a land ruled by many.
As a brewer, something I like to do is play “nice” with the bittering and flavor hops, and give the beer a nice whallop in the whirlpool and a huge dry hop. Aromas come popping out of the glass, and the bitterness is still there, but restrained and usually sets off nicely from the malt backbone.
Why add any fluff to something that’s already perfect?
My biggest question here (about podcasts, not Bill Simmons) is that what do people do, other than long commutes (doesn’t apply) or office jobs that don’t require paying attention to anything but a computer (also doesn’t apply) that allow the time necessary to listen to podcasts? Reading can be more easily interrupted…
Definitely non-dominant hand. Played baseball growing up, I’m a righty, pretty much always catch balls/objects with my left hand, glove or no glove.
I reflexively hate Ty.
Now that’s statistical analysis you can sink your teeth into!
Don’t you put that on me...I ain’t done spawned no spawn what where to be named.
I laughed at this harder than might be reasonable.
Anyone else read this all in an awful Boston accent? “Tawmmy...” Ugh.