vinnyguzzo
vinnyguzzo
vinnyguzzo

I get you, I just thought you were agreeing with the other guy about no adults should take part in Halloween whatsoever (like outside work). Personally I’ve never dressed up at my places of employment, mostly because I try to minimize interaction with people there (liberal city boy living in conservative good ‘ole boy

Because there is totally nothing between not dressing up and dressing up in a skimpy outfit at your place of employment. You and albo should get together and compare riding lawn mowers or whatever people who have given up on life outside work and their kids do.

Yeah that makes a lot of sense.  

That fucker better be like the grand master of the Operation Game, cause otherwise I’m noticing some fingerprints.

No middlemen delivery services allowed in the Guzzo household, precisely for avoiding those 28%. Limits us to Chinese and Pizza, but Pizza is obvious if a slice has been taken and the Chinese delivery guy has been delivering to me at 4 different addresses over the last 8 years and the first time I met him I either

I agree. I think what you were going for above is pickled mushrooms (Edit: I see marinated works here as a broader term), and is one of the reasons I still eat Sbarro. I like any type of mushroom on a pizza but that is by far my favorite.

Lol I stand, er kneel, corrected sir.

That is the sausage king of Chicago, this guy outranks him.  Abe only wishes he had this guy's clout. 

So you're telling me he is not the rightful sausage king of America?

Fair enough. Yes, we only have the letter writers side, so that shades what I am about to say as well but the reason I said idiot is because if you aren’t sure there is almost always someone else you can ask, even if it might take a minute for someone to get free. I just have a real problem with people who, when

I said this above (people are going to think I’m selling this book) but there is a book that gets reprinted every year and costs like $25. When I was a bouncer I had my own copy in my back pocket so I didn’t have to get the bar copy every time I saw an out of state ID, which was very frequent (alumni-popular bar in a

There is a little book, that gets updated at least yearly, that a bar should have. It is literally called the “ID Checking Guide.” I was a doorknob at a college bar that was popular with alumni back in the late 90's early 00's. I had my own copy that I kept in my back pocket because alumni came back from everywhere.

Yeah they are quite big.  Kind of a pain to eat but it makes things a bit quicker for prep and keeps the protein to carb ratio high.  

Yeah, those things are horrible. The smell is kind of there, which helps with the taste a bit, but the texture is way off.

I use somewhere between 1/3-1/2 a pound of deli meat on a typical lunch sandwich. That equates to 14-20 of these slices? That seems high.  Those must be some very thin slices.  Though I do tend to eat mostly roast beef which I feel is better thick sliced.  

If you want to use it for food prep seal it with mineral or walnut oil (semi-regularly) rather poly if you care about food safety stuff like that.  But I’ll be honest I think a lot of that kind of stuff is for worrywarts.  

Is that a motherfucking Goa’uld?

Shit me too, and I was pleasantly surprised that my Alabama beer league hockey team’s regular choice for after games in the lot was Yuengling, reminded me of being back at school.  Now I’m not going to buy it anymore.  

Everywhere in Alabama too. This is my answer to the article’s question. Though I feel like in the last year or two something has changed, I can’t drink more than 4 in a sitting before some subtle bad taste in the cans becomes unbearable. I don’t get it with the draft at my regular place.

Last time we visited back home my mom actually got in an argument with my wife because my mom was so sure that after 60+ years of living in Pittsburgh and shopping at GE that they didn’t sell beer. I remember having some real shit ideas of what a “good beer” was because of what was available at the 6-pack/sandwich