The hardest part for me is wrapping my brain around how they show the before and after pics for remodels given that I know the show is fake. Did they paint it back to ugly orange bathroom and then repaint it again? Rip out the fresh hardwood and then reinstall? How does it work??
Also, still salty they rejected the Mrs. and I when we bought last year.
If I’m honest, I bought an iPhone 7 Plus over the regular 7 in part because “the camera is better” but I have no idea what I’m doing with the camera other than opening the app and snapping a pic to throw on Insta or FB. I also own a DSLR I don’t know how to use either.
Once an hour? What sort of peasantry is this? I’m talking about a dedicated, chartered coach or party bus running guests back and forth organized by the wedding.
Maybe I’m only friends with low-class savages, but I’ve never had to wear a tux to a wedding I wasn’t in. And if I was in it, the bride (justifiably) wanted me in the same tux as the rest of the wedding party, not whatever random-ass tux I might own.
I got married at the Hyatt on the McDonald’s corporate campus in Oakbrook, IL. At midnight, McD’s cheeseburgers on silver platters. Burned through 250 cheeseburgers in 8 minutes. It was fantastic. And I never eat McD’s.
All weddings should at a hotel/adjacent to a hotel/have buses running from venue to hotel to promote heavy drinking and no driving. Otherwise everyone’s just going to bail early to drink somewhere more convenient.
I’m no fan of jeans but I find myself inexplicably happy when I wake up on Friday and can wear them instead of the dress pants I wear the other 4 days a week. I have no idea why. But when not at work, I’ve been wearing the hell out of my LL Bean sweatpants.
This is either awesome, for the story and for throwing back shots with the President, or terrible, like inviting your grandmother to keep watch over your bachelor party.
I have a family member who actually bought a Microsoft Surface instead of an iPad. Unreal.
Also, on Property Virgins, how is it always “I’m a barista and he’s a part-time guitar teacher and our budget is 750k-800k CAD…” WTF?
Also, Sandra Rinomato…she knows what she’s doing with those sweater puppies.
The hardest part for me is wrapping my brain around how they show the before and after pics for remodels given that I know the show is fake. Did they paint it back to ugly orange bathroom and then repaint it again? Rip out the fresh hardwood and then reinstall? How does it work??
Also, still salty they rejected the Mrs. and I when we bought last year.
Your snails were so preoccupied with whether or not they could, they didn’t stop to think if they should.
It’s Malort, and it tastes like earwax, not grass.
No prostate exams, no running, and if anything I drive even faster now…but the rest of this, at almost 35….yes.
Although I get to the movies early now because they have a bar, so there’s that.
Portillos. It’s okay to hate me.
If I’m honest, I bought an iPhone 7 Plus over the regular 7 in part because “the camera is better” but I have no idea what I’m doing with the camera other than opening the app and snapping a pic to throw on Insta or FB. I also own a DSLR I don’t know how to use either.
Do we still count Lagunitas as a craft brewery? I mean, it’s like a Heineken or Guiness at this point, no?
Sinner!
Once an hour? What sort of peasantry is this? I’m talking about a dedicated, chartered coach or party bus running guests back and forth organized by the wedding.
Maybe I’m only friends with low-class savages, but I’ve never had to wear a tux to a wedding I wasn’t in. And if I was in it, the bride (justifiably) wanted me in the same tux as the rest of the wedding party, not whatever random-ass tux I might own.
I got married at the Hyatt on the McDonald’s corporate campus in Oakbrook, IL. At midnight, McD’s cheeseburgers on silver platters. Burned through 250 cheeseburgers in 8 minutes. It was fantastic. And I never eat McD’s.
All weddings should at a hotel/adjacent to a hotel/have buses running from venue to hotel to promote heavy drinking and no driving. Otherwise everyone’s just going to bail early to drink somewhere more convenient.
I live this life. I sip ice water from my Yeti tumbler and hope no one glances through the clear top to realize I’m a no-coffee savage.
I’m no fan of jeans but I find myself inexplicably happy when I wake up on Friday and can wear them instead of the dress pants I wear the other 4 days a week. I have no idea why. But when not at work, I’ve been wearing the hell out of my LL Bean sweatpants.
Why do you hate America?
I’m strong, not smart.
Probably not PC to ask, but I have no idea based on this article and your bio if you are a boy or a girl or one of those other, uh, groups.
Also, Ctrl+F “engaged” brought 9 results.
This is either awesome, for the story and for throwing back shots with the President, or terrible, like inviting your grandmother to keep watch over your bachelor party.