you, my friend, win both comment and nostalgia of the day.
you, my friend, win both comment and nostalgia of the day.
in thailand they’re the base for son-in-law eggs.
you’re going to melt the siding on that house.
cut in half lengthwise, cut each half in half again. cook. put on bread.
a sandwich that fits in your mouth.
original author misspelled “bleu”, any argument after that is false.
spam comes in single serve foil packs now. check the $1 end cap at walgreens. grab some moon pies while you’re there.
the worst thing about flying on frontier airlines is that you’re stuck in a tin can with people who fly on frontier airlines. those people are the worst.
“Honestly, when my kids were born, my wife and I told people that the best help we could ask for is the help that we ask for. (It didn’t work),”
two places i go that have snack bowls use ones that are about 4oz each. guests get individual ones which are dumped when the guest leaves. and they were doing this way before pandemic. one is a divey irish pub, the other a lobby bar. same city.
not chopstick, q-tip. i’ve done it, after the campus doctor did it.
that’s a beer-mosa
(source: 25 year bartender vet)
size
you having an off day?
talk about living up to your /nick.
this is the best way to say that you didn’t read the article.
banana wrapped in american cheese. just ask Mr. Rogers.
who is this article for?
stupid people do it.
puttanesca
don’t sniff the cork, it’s going to smell like cork. in fact, unless that bottle is over $70, don’t make your server do wine service. the only people who insist on wine service are the ones either pretending to be rich and cultured, or someone preparing to ask for the manager.