I keep a pair of flipflops near the door for letting the dog out/taking out the trash/getting something from the car, etc, and live in fear that the high school kids who live across the street are mocking me, the old man who wears his socks and flip flops occasionally in the yard. It’s only for like 2 min at a time, guys, I swear! I’m still cool!
I’ve always been a casual Miller Lite guy, but the throwback can reminds me of my dad and grandpas and uncles all sitting out in lawn chairs drinking the Lite at family parties, brings me right back there.
Summer time is Miller time. If I’m drinking one, it will be some decent Lagunitas or Sam Adams or whatever fancy microbrew. But for an afternoon or evening of drinking, Miller Lite is going to get me through it when the others can’t. Great Taste, Less Filling.
As a dirty despicable Pats fan, this pisses me off but doesn’t surprise me. From my (VERY) limited understanding of the legal processes involved, the NFL had basically no case against Brady from an evidence point of view, however Goodell has God-like powers to hand down whatever punishment he wants. Brady’s appeal was not about his case, it was appealing Goodell does not/should not have that power, and it was (rightfully) shot down because he can and does.
Now, what pisses me off is that all the knuckle-draggers don’t understand that nuance, and this is proof to them that Brady cheated, which there is basically no evidence of.
Listen, dogs are awesome, and I’m all aboard team dog, but it’s tough for someone young and single with an active social life to actually be home enough for a dog. It’s cruel to the dog to be gone all day at work and then roll right into happy hour and next thing you know it’s 10PM and poor dog has been cooped up since 730AM. Think carefully about how much you’re around, and if that’s enough for the dog.
They’re missing the point; you can do all that rock climbing mountain biking BS after you get married. You need to do something you are about to lose the ability to do, and that generally is motorboat a giant pair of fake, glitter-covered sweater puppies while shit-faced.
That’s because we can math, and therefore see right through the liberal promises.
I keep a pair of flipflops near the door for letting the dog out/taking out the trash/getting something from the car, etc, and live in fear that the high school kids who live across the street are mocking me, the old man who wears his socks and flip flops occasionally in the yard. It’s only for like 2 min at a time, guys, I swear! I’m still cool!
I’ve always been a casual Miller Lite guy, but the throwback can reminds me of my dad and grandpas and uncles all sitting out in lawn chairs drinking the Lite at family parties, brings me right back there.
Hey I like the taste. And you can’t beat that throwback can.
Summer time is Miller time. If I’m drinking one, it will be some decent Lagunitas or Sam Adams or whatever fancy microbrew. But for an afternoon or evening of drinking, Miller Lite is going to get me through it when the others can’t. Great Taste, Less Filling.
Because I’m not. Way to read the article, jackass.
How am I the first to post this?
Could. But won’t. And neither will you. So here we come luxury on a stick.
No smart phone? That’s where all my risky clicks occur.
Ditto. Assuming you mean for a job. Then I read about their employment practices and felt like I dodged a bullet.
Totally NSFW, totally hilarious:
http://ifuckedanncoulterintheasshard.blogspot.com/?m=1
Problem is, I currently wash pants….umm, with embarrassing infrequency. This would drastically increase my need to dry clean my pants.
As a dirty despicable Pats fan, this pisses me off but doesn’t surprise me. From my (VERY) limited understanding of the legal processes involved, the NFL had basically no case against Brady from an evidence point of view, however Goodell has God-like powers to hand down whatever punishment he wants. Brady’s appeal was not about his case, it was appealing Goodell does not/should not have that power, and it was (rightfully) shot down because he can and does.
Now, what pisses me off is that all the knuckle-draggers don’t understand that nuance, and this is proof to them that Brady cheated, which there is basically no evidence of.
I said “tough” not “impossible”.
So?
Ahem, gentlemen.
Listen, dogs are awesome, and I’m all aboard team dog, but it’s tough for someone young and single with an active social life to actually be home enough for a dog. It’s cruel to the dog to be gone all day at work and then roll right into happy hour and next thing you know it’s 10PM and poor dog has been cooped up since 730AM. Think carefully about how much you’re around, and if that’s enough for the dog.
Hey, whoa, let’s not go crazy here (X’s out of “teen” tab at the ‘hub…)
They’re missing the point; you can do all that rock climbing mountain biking BS after you get married. You need to do something you are about to lose the ability to do, and that generally is motorboat a giant pair of fake, glitter-covered sweater puppies while shit-faced.