On any given day, my timeline will consist of some variation of the following:
– Feel the Bern (Even though he’s out of the fucking race)
– Obummer is coming to confiscate our guns
– Blatant, overt racism
– A lecture from some basic, air-headed white chick (Think: TGDAG) about how we need to check our privilege, typed out from the fancy apartment she lives in that’s paid for by her parents
– Exploitation of the latest tragedy
– Memes that lower your IQ after seeing them
I can’t believe I forgot about the actuarial exams when writing this. Those sound like absolute monsters that require a level of concentration and dedication that I simply don’t possess. Good luck and god speed to you.
Fat Sorostitute was another favorite of mine (At least that’s what it was called at U of I) because 1)The name made me laugh, and 2)The spicy stuff was a good change of pace. Buffalo chicken bites, mozzarella sticks, jalapeno poppers, ranch.
Talk about a blast from the past, I haven’t heard his name in years. I always loved how he actually had “Tank Johnson” on the back of his jersey too (Seen here: http://img.spokeo.com/public/900-600/tank_johnson_2006_01_15.jpg) There’s no way the NFL would allow that nowadays.
I have a covered patio at my apartment, and so long as it isn’t super-windy out or there isn’t any sideways precipitation, I will more than likely be grilling if the temperature is like 45 degrees or above. Having the cover is a godsend.
I do, I just haven’t been feeling it lately. What sucks though is that my friends are lame and work five days a week so they can’t/won’t join me in any fun. And if the weather ever warms up to something resembling summer, I’ll be Wrigley every Friday sending Snaps to those jabronis.
I have both a Cubs and Blackhawks jersey with no names on the back of either that I wear when going to/watching big games at a bar or something. Best solution for this “problem”.
I am a glutton, so my favorite Lunchables were the pizza packages that included a “Dessert Pizza” you could make using chocolate frosting as the sauce and M & Ms as a topping. It’s nothing short of a miracle that I have not developed diabetes yet.
I’ve been having their frozen pizzas for years but have never been to any of their restaurants, and I feel like I’m not alone on that.
Ride and die for Gino’s East
Thanks man, means a lot to me
Appreciate the comment. I have actual nightmares about your last paragraph happening to me in real life.
The amount of 9/11 truthers who feel the need to spread their insane theories on FB is a little unsettling as well.
On any given day, my timeline will consist of some variation of the following:
– Feel the Bern (Even though he’s out of the fucking race)
– Obummer is coming to confiscate our guns
– Blatant, overt racism
– A lecture from some basic, air-headed white chick (Think: TGDAG) about how we need to check our privilege, typed out from the fancy apartment she lives in that’s paid for by her parents
– Exploitation of the latest tragedy
– Memes that lower your IQ after seeing them
And on, and on, and on. Facebook is a cesspool.
I can’t believe I forgot about the actuarial exams when writing this. Those sound like absolute monsters that require a level of concentration and dedication that I simply don’t possess. Good luck and god speed to you.
Fat Sorostitute was another favorite of mine (At least that’s what it was called at U of I) because 1)The name made me laugh, and 2)The spicy stuff was a good change of pace. Buffalo chicken bites, mozzarella sticks, jalapeno poppers, ranch.
For real, I primarily listen to metal and this feature would all but guarantee I get passed over every time.
Oh yeah, spoiler alert in the first paragraph for anyone else who hasn’t seen Fight Club yet.
Talk about a blast from the past, I haven’t heard his name in years. I always loved how he actually had “Tank Johnson” on the back of his jersey too (Seen here: http://img.spokeo.com/public/900-600/tank_johnson_2006_01_15.jpg) There’s no way the NFL would allow that nowadays.
I have a covered patio at my apartment, and so long as it isn’t super-windy out or there isn’t any sideways precipitation, I will more than likely be grilling if the temperature is like 45 degrees or above. Having the cover is a godsend.
I do, I just haven’t been feeling it lately. What sucks though is that my friends are lame and work five days a week so they can’t/won’t join me in any fun. And if the weather ever warms up to something resembling summer, I’ll be Wrigley every Friday sending Snaps to those jabronis.
Josh Reddick walking up to Careless Whisper is an all-time classic (The fans at around 1:20 are great):
[yt]https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=UwWBVm5wmL0[/yt]
Props to anyone who knows where we got the name “Gang of Lust” from without looking it up.
I have both a Cubs and Blackhawks jersey with no names on the back of either that I wear when going to/watching big games at a bar or something. Best solution for this “problem”.
I am a glutton, so my favorite Lunchables were the pizza packages that included a “Dessert Pizza” you could make using chocolate frosting as the sauce and M & Ms as a topping. It’s nothing short of a miracle that I have not developed diabetes yet.
Long enough to remember what a “privilege” it was to be able to watch only the road games of that sad-sack organization on television
DE-TROIT SUCKS! DE-TROIT SUCKS!
They should have never moved those teams to separate conferences.
I’m also hoping my next trip to the bleachers goes a lot better than the last one: