Someone needs to tell him that representation isn’t like pie (just because someone else gets a slice, that doesn’t mean there’s less for him). Plenty of room for white boy rage in rock.
Someone needs to tell him that representation isn’t like pie (just because someone else gets a slice, that doesn’t mean there’s less for him). Plenty of room for white boy rage in rock.
I don’t even like sports and I think the Yankees are a bunch of overpaid traitors who have probably found an interesting new way to cheat.
What pisses me off is when I put a meal in front of someone and they reach for the trashiest hot sauce in the world without even TRYING the meal first. They don’t care what it tastes like, they want it to taste like hot sauce. One of these days I’m gonna make a mac and cheese dish without any cheese just to see if…
Whatever happened to “bring a dish you CAN eat?” I mean, my family’s Thanksgiving is half potluck. I bust out the bird, the mashers, the gravy, and the stuffing. Everything else is brought. Sidestep the issue and look gracious doing it.
Hell, last time I was invited to someone else’s home for a lavish meal, I made…
I’m sticking with my signed copy of I’m Just Here For The Food. It’s not enough to tell me WHAT to do. I gotta know WHY.
And use two-factor authorization. Doesn’t matter if you guess my password, you ain’t getting in unless you also have my phone and have managed to unlock it.
It only happens to me when my leg is in a very specific position, and it’s not a conscious thing. I’m guessing some nerves are misfiring.
When making hot chocolate mix, I add in a little cayenne pepper. Like, half a teaspoon per 5 or so cups of mix. Just enough to warm you up in more than one way.
I’d heard the reason the kids beat up little Keaton is because he’d been calling them racial slurs for some time and they’d had enough.
Guess I’m not rewatching Doctor Who anytime soon.
I hate people who use “literally” unnecessarily. “I literally drove here.” Umm... okay. That is a thing you did. Why did you feel the need to add “literally?”
And I bet he ate those Big Macs with a fork and knife. Because he can’t stand getting those tiny hands dirty, and he can’t get ANYTHING right.
I’m gonna go out on a limb here, 360 noscope, and say he got his degree from a Cracker Jack box.
People vaping to wean themselves off cigarettes, okay. Baby steps. I used the patch, myself.
2016: All my favorite celebrities are dead.
The teacher said they had those behavioral problems. Problem is, bragging about flunking a kid over exercising their right has kind of robbed him of any credibility. It’s quite possible he was lying to save face.
You want good stuffing? Homemade. Start with any eggy bread. Challah, Portuguese sweet rolls, it needs egg to stand up to the broth. You cube and toast that bread, and chop up some onions and celery. Combine all these ingredients with some chicken stock (eyeball it, you want it to be damp but not soaked) and sage. And…
You’ve never had my stuffing/dressing. Every bit of it homemade. People rave about it every year.
I use an 8 qt, so I save up a gallon ziptop bag of chicken bones and veggie scraps (largely the ends of onions, carrots, and celery). You’d want to use half of the bag. After making sure everything that needs to be roasted is roasted, I place the steamer basket in the pressure cooker and then fill with water to cover.…