The corn is on one plane, the fox on another, and the goose on the third.

Not pictured in the graphic: # of barrels of rum stowed below deck.

I have an on again, off again relationship with Catholicism, and I have never heard the phrase before. Seems very dramatic, like pretty much everything Ray Lewis says.

I think maybe it's the "make peace" part. Did Pence expect the foul lines to run red with blood?

That was excellent. If you would like to make additional comments such as this, just go ahead now.

How was this awkward? Am I missing something?

The Royals won at least two games in the LCS on bloops and rare circumstance (the broken bat triple in the first game, the hit batter in the 4th come to mind). Though I new from the first inning of that series that they would win it, I wondered when their luck would run out.

Yep. Throw it away. Or piss on it. Fuck those douchebags.

I have a friend who thought they were just brown ice cubes. Seriously. He really wouldn't order iced coffee from the joint because he thought their water was brown. It was a face palm moment. But those are pretty common when talking to him.

It should always be the same, no? Otherwise, the restaurant is basically telling you they're screwing you over.

But it's typically not homemade. How about "hand made" or "hand crafted?" IMO, if it's neither of those, it's not "artisanal." Or we could just go nuts and call it what it is, like "focaccia" or "marble rye." Crazy, right?

I have a non-traditional name. I hated my parents for it for quite some time. I just wanted a normal name, like "chris" or "dave." But I'm of the age group where third person is named Jason. Truth is, I still get frustrated by it sometimes, because people always mess it up (it's Damon, but folks always call me…

Nothing is more awesome than when large chain restaurants use the term "artisanal". Mass produced flat bread? It's got dimples in it, and some green herbs on it. That's artisanal, bro.

This is just the restaurant's litmus test for gouging patrons. It's probably a fair assumption that they don't even look at the check before they pay it, nor would they ask what the "market price" is for anything (because that would be soooo tacky, amiright?). It's really quite ingenious.

".....from Raleigh-Durham to....."

If Port City Brewery ever accidentally fouled up one of their batches with mold or bacteria, they'd try to pass it off as a farmhouse ale or something. That's essentially what they did with their "Derecho Common." Truly disgusting.

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She needs to relax the throat. And other chauvinist remarks.

I saw a dog do that once. It was like he vomited a pair of rolled up tube socks. Hell, maybe they were tube socks. I didn't investigate.

One time, I was hanging out with Derek Jeter in ButtTown when he ripped a truly rank fart and......eh, I can't do it as well as that one guy does.