So I had an inflammatory disease when I was a kid. Long story short it got so bad it caused my heart to stop (layman’s explanation but fuck it.) Doctors were able to revive me but I’ve almost died in the following ways: catastrophic car accident, improperly secured ladder falling off truck right after I passed it walking across the street, stray bullet fragment to the neck, blood clot in the brain, and had a blown tire from a semi truck fly through my front windshield but fortunately it struck on the passenger side.
When I was 9 I died for a bit over a minute and my life has been something of a shitty Final Destination rip-off ever since. The trick is to stop caring about the how and why because it’s inevitable. Instead worry about what you’re gonna do to make your limited days on this planet worth it, no matter what.
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I mean I’d much rather follow a puppy than half the people I follow.
Anyone know what happens after absinthe?
Jeans, jean jacket, work boots. Only tuxedo I need.
Is it time to start running around yelling Wolverines yet?
Technically that was us. Canada was a self governing commonwealth by then.
It’s the key to a healthy relationship.
We’ve got a place in St Louis called The Sliced Pint. Toasted ravioli stuffed pizza and plenty of beer. Puts all others to shame.
October. Post season baseball, hockey’s back, and it’s tailgating season
I was REALLY concerned until I got to “with a spoon.”
Cosmic Brownies are just as good as I remembered them, though.
So I had an inflammatory disease when I was a kid. Long story short it got so bad it caused my heart to stop (layman’s explanation but fuck it.) Doctors were able to revive me but I’ve almost died in the following ways: catastrophic car accident, improperly secured ladder falling off truck right after I passed it walking across the street, stray bullet fragment to the neck, blood clot in the brain, and had a blown tire from a semi truck fly through my front windshield but fortunately it struck on the passenger side.
I work as a wine consultant so we’ve always got a fucktonne of cheese and chocolate around the office. Best snacks, bar none.
When I was 9 I died for a bit over a minute and my life has been something of a shitty Final Destination rip-off ever since. The trick is to stop caring about the how and why because it’s inevitable. Instead worry about what you’re gonna do to make your limited days on this planet worth it, no matter what.
Ok, first off Die Hard is the best Christmas movie out there. Secondly, Lions Choice crushed ice here in St Louis is far and away the best.
For the love of shit, take her on a date already. Don’t play the waiting game and let someone vulture her away from you.
I was born in the mid 90s and I still agree with the sentiment that this list is a failure.
If you’re already spending the rest of your life with the person you want to spend the rest of your life with then who gives a shit about the rest?
I live in St Louis and used this exact quote at the Cards game today but I tacked on the obligatory, Canadian “bud” at the end.
Because a dollar is worth anything by itself. The dollar is a promise from the US government to repay a debt of equal value.
We have the second best record in the NL. No sympathy needed.