Very important question: was this person from Florida?
Very important question: was this person from Florida?
A theatre professor of mine once worked on a show that cooked real food onstage. It was so integral to the script that they actually had a real kitchen built onto the stage. Part of this was a coffee pot. One night, during intermission a man walked *on to the stage* poured himself a cup, and one for his wife, and…
That's an awful lot of hugs and kisses for a hockey game.
" However, liquor stores must also sell you a drink, like it's a bar"
"Thank you. The NFL just seemed to freak out at all the ways 16, 4, and 8 can fit into 32 instead of actually having a division title be worth something."
Speaking as someone who moved from NY to NJ, I actually like the NJ system better because you can get beer, wine, and liquor in the same place. I don't mind that you can't go to (most) grocery stores because there are always liquor stores around. So it's not an inconvenience for me. Maybe that's not true everywhere in…
You are expecting me to trust Yelp. That is, I fear, a bridge too far.
Your user name works well with this comment.
When I was young my mother worked for the local health department...we were not allowed to eat at a single restaurant in town.
Hobo pants stew has decidedly more protein than you may realize.
sadly, i am in the same situation. had a date last night end on the dubious note of me going a little overboard on what happens when people declaw cats, who then develop behavior problems and the owner dumps them at the end of a dirt road or leaves them behind, outside, when they move. people who abandon animals…
To which he replies: "Um...a Chuck E. Cheese costume." The wife then calls her husband a pervert, slaps the shit out of him and storms off to stay with her parents. After she's gone, the husband picks the phone up off the floor and asks "Where did you say the Furry convention was again?" [fade to black]
Reminds me of when I was younger and someone broke into our house (happened a lot) but instead of stealing anything, they left a pot bellied pig in our basement.
I know I say this at the risk of all you kids deciding I'm "square" rather than "dope" and "slammin'", but, uh, the baker story? If someone offered me and my staff a tray of edibles without warning everyone what they were, hiring them would be RIGHT off the table and I'd more than likely call the cops, especially if…
"I work at home for the Google. It's by-far the best job I've ever had."
Guess that answers your question, Klondike.
"You're hungover as fuck, know what'll fix you right up? A bacon, egg, and cheese biscuit, hashbrowns, and a diet Coke. Drag ass on in, folks."
Taco Bell Story Time!