As far as pop country goes, yeah, they’re better than the new pop country group goes, though they’re all pop country. Not trying to be a total snob though, if you can’t get down to “Callin’ Baton Rouge” you can just get the hell out of here.
Ain’t nothin’ wrong with working on a farm. It’s lucrative work if they have the acres. That said, while my grandparents farmed, my dad doesn’t, so I got the fuck out of Kansas and work at a desk.
Yeah road beers were all too often a thing in my experience growing up in the sticks. They seem harmless until they’re not. Being stuck in the middle of nowhere with few cars and people creates an illusion you’ll never hurt yourself or others.
C’mon folks, it’s fine to put a lime in your beer if you want. I’m a G&T fiend so I always have limes on hand and don’t mind putting a wedge in a lager, but Bud Light Lime tastes fucking awful.
When I met my ladyfriend and she said she didn’t need a car because we live in a decent-sized city, I was like, alright. Year and a half later of driving her around and taking Ubers, I’m wondering if she is hiding a history of chronic DUIs.
Skiing out at Copper last winter some burnout waiter at the resort wouldn’t take my order until I pronounced it “Currs”, ostensibly because he was a snobby douche who only locally drinks craft beer. In my experience, “Cores” or “Cooers” are acceptable and widely-used, but “Cures”/”Currs” is some serious redneck shit, and I’m from the country.
I brew beer and like a lot of different styles, but Coors Light is my go-to beer when I’m drinking beer to drink beer. If you get any side-eyes from people drinking goddamn Blue Moon (Coors Light with a handful of wheat and ale yeast), you need better drinking buddies.
I am from Kansas and moved to Denver a couple years ago right after graduation and love it. Sorry if I am contributing to clusterfucking the city you moved to all of probably 3 years before me, but if you don’t like the Denver growth YOU can move to fucking Kansas.
I am not the DomesticatedReckneck, but he might be able to speak to this. A lot of Saturday nights in high school involved cruising the bar parking lots looking for a pickup with a cooler in the back.
It’s one thing to refuse a sober pregnant woman alcohol (alcohol is fine in very small quantities for pregnant women). However, it’s illegal in pretty much every state to serve alcohol to already-intoxicated people (though we all know ZERO bars adhere to that), so he definitely didn’t need to serve more than one or two drinks to the prego lady if he was concerned about his job.
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As far as pop country goes, yeah, they’re better than the new pop country group goes, though they’re all pop country. Not trying to be a total snob though, if you can’t get down to “Callin’ Baton Rouge” you can just get the hell out of here.
“A good old boy can become an intellectual, but an intellectual cannot become a good old boy.” – James McMurtry. Pop country is horseshit.
Ain’t nothin’ wrong with working on a farm. It’s lucrative work if they have the acres. That said, while my grandparents farmed, my dad doesn’t, so I got the fuck out of Kansas and work at a desk.
Yeah road beers were all too often a thing in my experience growing up in the sticks. They seem harmless until they’re not. Being stuck in the middle of nowhere with few cars and people creates an illusion you’ll never hurt yourself or others.
Jason Isbell winning two Grammys this week restored my faith in humanity.
Leadville, CO has been doing this since 1949. http://www.leadvilleskijoring.us/
C’mon folks, it’s fine to put a lime in your beer if you want. I’m a G&T fiend so I always have limes on hand and don’t mind putting a wedge in a lager, but Bud Light Lime tastes fucking awful.
When I met my ladyfriend and she said she didn’t need a car because we live in a decent-sized city, I was like, alright. Year and a half later of driving her around and taking Ubers, I’m wondering if she is hiding a history of chronic DUIs.
Skiing out at Copper last winter some burnout waiter at the resort wouldn’t take my order until I pronounced it “Currs”, ostensibly because he was a snobby douche who only locally drinks craft beer. In my experience, “Cores” or “Cooers” are acceptable and widely-used, but “Cures”/”Currs” is some serious redneck shit, and I’m from the country.
Is that like Coors’ competitor to Bud Light Lime? If so, gonna take a hard pass.
I brew beer and like a lot of different styles, but Coors Light is my go-to beer when I’m drinking beer to drink beer. If you get any side-eyes from people drinking goddamn Blue Moon (Coors Light with a handful of wheat and ale yeast), you need better drinking buddies.
I am from Kansas and moved to Denver a couple years ago right after graduation and love it. Sorry if I am contributing to clusterfucking the city you moved to all of probably 3 years before me, but if you don’t like the Denver growth YOU can move to fucking Kansas.
Alright, Todd, this chick is fucking awful and if you continue to date her its pretty much on you.
It’s a glorified update of Myspace’s Top 8 Friends feature.
Totally agree.
I am not the DomesticatedReckneck, but he might be able to speak to this. A lot of Saturday nights in high school involved cruising the bar parking lots looking for a pickup with a cooler in the back.
It’s one thing to refuse a sober pregnant woman alcohol (alcohol is fine in very small quantities for pregnant women). However, it’s illegal in pretty much every state to serve alcohol to already-intoxicated people (though we all know ZERO bars adhere to that), so he definitely didn’t need to serve more than one or two drinks to the prego lady if he was concerned about his job.
“I’m all for banning fedoras, aviators and beanies.”
I presume it’s a synonym for “ham wallet”, which means vagina.