pukejet
Pukejet
pukejet

Oh how people forget this concept. 200 years ago the plow horse’s retirement was the dinner table.

I go to the local rod and gun clubs wild game dinner every year and have had the pleasure of trying pretty much anything you can legally hunt for.

This is the internet, nobody cares about your “facts ".

I will go breaded or mon-breaded both are awesome depending on being sauced or dipped 

“Ask The Salty Waitress: How do I get my server to leave me alone?”

Um...those were my words not his

I work as a stagehand when bands come to town, and even though I am not a country or a rap fan I always am impressed w those shows.

I now know that I am not the only one who is “meh on steak”.

I really hate you right now, I had to shave my head after that game. 

I have a neighbor that just uses a cup of wine to cook w and hands the rest of the bottle over the fence to me, I love that lady and her leftovers. 

I get that you were passing on some knowledge, but you somehow wound up looking like the biggest asshole ever. 

That and frozen pitted cherries. Awesome instead of ice cubes in your favorite pop

Bartenders make bar owners millions of dollars every year.

I am still having trouble w number 4, but I am getting better and the drinks are getting stronger and cheaper. 

There is a difference between “being allowed to” and “turning a blind eye to.”

“I wish they’d be quiet and let people enjoy the things they enjoy for once.”

What the hell is this even an “article”?

Costco + Zyliss = influencer, the maths check out

Cheddarita!