Hey, after having to choke this down at friend's house to "be polite", I need to torture as many people as possible with it. It still makes me shudder.
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C.A., I agree with pretty much your entire list. However, I would like to add this monstrosity of a dessert: Pears with Mayonnaise and Cheddar Cheese.
Oh god is tapioca disgusting. My grandmother used to use occasionally as a thickener in her apple pies. The pearls would swell up to the size of fish-eyes. What sucked is you never knew if you were getting fish-eye pie or normal (thickened with flour) pie until you got a piece.
In the early 1990s a designer at Subaru must have had a fondness for strippers to come up with "Misty Dawn Metallic".
You're describing a cholo-bro. Different subset of SoCal broness.
Good to know that Same Assholes Everywhere are living up to their nickname.
That seriously one of the best houses. Sometimes I watch the movie just for the house. Someday I will have a rambly kitchen with a butler's pantry and a greenhouse just off of it.
Jill Shalvis, Victoria Dahl, Jaci Burton (Play series), Vivian Arend, Kate Pearce, Lorelei James, Jayne Rylon/Mari Carr, Elle Kennedy, Delilah Devlin...kind of going from sexy/cute to sexy/dirty.
Ughh. I knew there was a reason I couldn't bring myself to read that article this morning.
The Jesuit who would fill in at my childhood parish during our normal priest's yearly vacation back to Ireland was the same way. His Sunday masses flew and people always made it home in time for kickoff.
But isn't this exactly what American coverage has been for as long as the Olympics have been televised? I still think there are many issues around NBC's prime time coverage but that is because I'd rather see a round-up of all the day's events regardless who won medals. I can understand where we differ on that, I just…
Oh Eric. I think he's the one who started the love of red for me. Especially red-headed surfers. Curse you Fast Times, curse you!
I'll never understand pairing nude/cream with light heathered grey. Ever. But damn those boots are HORRIBLE. They look like they should have a horseshoe on the bottom. At least then they'd work for something like the Folsom St. Fair.
I was thinking the same thing. I grew up in a pretty rural area, little to no non-whites, and unfortunately you could many times tell the socio-economic status of the parents by the names they chose for their kids. Unfortunately, the statistics of kids from that background ever making it higher up on the economic…
I have seen that man one too many times in shorts and cowboy boots wandering the grocery store when I was a kid. That look is good on no one.
My padre, a product of LA/San Diego, ingrained dude into our lexicon as kids. I'm kind of surprised it wasn't one of our first words. When I call he will sometimes still answer the phone with a very happy !Dudette!. I love it :)
No kidding! We've got huckleberries all along the west coast but those cherries are damn tasty!
Double IPAs are those hardcore outdoorsy guys who live by the free in life: free climbing, free heel it (tele) while skiing, and will show up to your house and stay for weeks. You'll let him because he's tasty and hilarious but too much of him will numb you to his charms.
And you get bonus points for utilizing Mrs. White.