I don't understand drinking super cheap beer over moderately priced beer to save money. Keystone is like what 4.14 ABV (according to Wikipedia, yes I looked it up, fuck off), so you have to drink how many to get drunk? To me if you have to drink 10 cheap beers to get drunk or 4 normal beers to get a good healthy buzz/early drunk then you're not really saving money. If you really want to save money sack up and by Popov or McCormicks.
Quid Pro Quo, Clarice. 8% ABV. $3.50 for 4 tall boys. Half a gallon of puke smelling butt thunder in a can. Their brewery is behind an animal shelter. The secret ingredient is used shipping plastic. This shit makes 4 Loko look like Bordeaux.
Hey guys, Jason is here to save us from our monotony and hubris. We should all thank him for taking the time to make 19 posts a year ago, then having the magnanimity to come back. Juice could post 500 pages of Cosby gifs and I'd still laugh harder than watching you star in a Mr Hands biography. But just barely. (Now, he could be talking about a different community, such as his local Boys and Girls Club or Cheetah Gentleman's Club, which in that case my bad, broheme. My Bad. What the fuck do I know, I haven't had this much beer in 5 weeks?)
Let the man talk, I'm laughing. I'm up at the cottage for the long weekend. Pretty sweet , although its raining. Beer makes up for that.
There's no fucking way that list can have any relevence. Nothing against Pittsburgh - which may very well be the smartest city in the nation - but it's the rest of the list that I find questionable: No way three of the supposedly ten smartest cities are in Florida. This is obviously a troll list.
Re: Re: Weekend Drunk Thread 6/28 Have to feed a two year old, the state frowns on pushing my beer diet on toddlers.
Any list that has Florida in it's top 10 is a list either for ethnic food, domestic violence, accidental self immolation, or horse fucking. A bastion of the arts and sciences we are not. We do drunk, we do 'neck, we do it well. Remember Lynyrd Skynyrd is ours.
Wow, I know how to rock a Friday night: 1) Decaf coffee (I can't sleep if I drink caffeine after, like, 11 a.m.) 2) Ice Cream. Big dilemma of the night? Americone Dream or Peanut Butter cup. 3) Going to map out a jazz song and play triads over it. 'Three Little Words' is the name of the song. In my case, the three little words are 'Go fuck yourself.' 4) I may watch a new Bill Maher Episode at 10. 5) I'm updating my iCalender because I have a shitload of walks this next couple of weeks. 6) I may, if I'm feeling very ambitious, make some new playlists on iTunes. 7) Wife is reading paper in bed. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you spend your 5 year wedding anniversary. Look out, keep your hands in the tram car, and hang on, it's a wild ride here tonight!
I bought a nice 2 lb live lobster and am letting him explore my fridge....for now. His time left on this Earth is based simply on my appetite and what I decide to cook.
Yes, and when you put them in the boiling pot they look up at you with those helpless little lobster eyes just like in The Simpsons.
The most humane way is to lay them in the freezer half an hour before disposal. As far as the "screaming", that's steam from the shells. Lobsters don't have vocal chords. There's a reason they're known as the cockroach of the sea, garbage eaters. Now I'm not particularly hungry.
This weather is fucking bullshit, I've only gotten three jumps in since I started training in mid-May and it looks like I'm SOL for the weekend. Meanwhile one of the other people in my class moved out to California and is already licensed, I really need to get the fuck out of New England.
Be sure and split the body down the middle and eat the gravy, best part about eating fresh lobster, tails are overrated.