Everybody should probably do that at least once.
Burn it down.
True dat
I dug Budapest. Striking-looking, amorous people despite the initial reputation. Can't understand them for shit, but they really appreciate you trying. And cheap-assed good wine.
Bratislava on the other hand? Can't say I remember much. Last time it was on a train from Prague to Budapest, and Slovakia had just gone independent from Czechoslovakia a couple years prior. The custom agents walking through the train pounded the shit out of my passport, a little too proud of their new stamp it seemed.
You, sir, have a T-shirt idea.
Cha-ching. Damn straight. This Gordo guy knows of what he speaks.
Without me looking it up on Urban Dictionary, what is this a euphemism for?
Tomorrow I am eating at a restaurant called Santa Clara dos Cogumelos... literally Saint Clara of the mushrooms. I am now somewhat afraid...
Tacos and a mask...
24 hours of pain and fun.
Now you need to find another place to take a dump.
Damn... there ought to be awards for that kind of weightlifting.
I'm still not getting it... this whole faking the very thing you're supposed to avoid. This is like people giving billion dollar valuations to nicotine gum.
We jumped all over margarine as a healthy improvement over butter, and look how that turned out.
Screw this, I am starting a company that is going to mold meat into fake vegetables. I'll make faux broccoli out of beef, fake carrots out of lamb. And they will be engineered for just the right crunch when served with a nice vegetable dip.
Anybody outside of Cali generally thinks SF is a suburb of LA.
What role?
Currently about to jump out the window at my job. I'd say burn the building down, but around here that might get some terrorism charges
Currently about to jump out the window at my job. I'd say burn the building down, but around here that might get some terrorism charges
Burn it down.True dat
I dug Budapest. Striking-looking, amorous people despite the initial reputation. Can't understand them for shit, but they really appreciate you trying. And cheap-assed good wine.
Bratislava on the other hand? Can't say I remember much. Last time it was on a train from Prague to Budapest, and Slovakia had just gone independent from Czechoslovakia a couple years prior. The custom agents walking through the train pounded the shit out of my passport, a little too proud of their new stamp it seemed.
You, sir, have a T-shirt idea.
Cha-ching. Damn straight. This Gordo guy knows of what he speaks.
Without me looking it up on Urban Dictionary, what is this a euphemism for?
Tomorrow I am eating at a restaurant called Santa Clara dos Cogumelos... literally Saint Clara of the mushrooms. I am now somewhat afraid...
Tacos and a mask...
24 hours of pain and fun.
Now you need to find another place to take a dump.
Damn... there ought to be awards for that kind of weightlifting.
I'm still not getting it... this whole faking the very thing you're supposed to avoid. This is like people giving billion dollar valuations to nicotine gum.
We jumped all over margarine as a healthy improvement over butter, and look how that turned out.
Screw this, I am starting a company that is going to mold meat into fake vegetables. I'll make faux broccoli out of beef, fake carrots out of lamb. And they will be engineered for just the right crunch when served with a nice vegetable dip.
Anybody outside of Cali generally thinks SF is a suburb of LA.
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