The wasabi goes over there.
Hot dogs with green olives is just deconstructed pimento loaf. I’m not sure if that needs queso, tho.
So you do actually have to be able to defend against an avocado attack before you move on to pointed sticks. TIL.
OMG, this. My SO was all about Reese’s peanut butter eggs this Easter, but the far superior Aldi chocolate peanut butter bunny bite was my Easter vice.
That’s two weeks off with pay and a medal for bravery, right there.
Exactly who is checking on whose muffins here?
Using LYNX on a monochrome terminal in the university computer lab. Yes, I’m old.
A fifth is 750 mL, a pint is 200 mL, and a half pint is 100 mL. I always assumed it was no coincidence that the amounts in mL are so even, but maybe I’m wrong.
Do not taunt Happy Fun Ball.
Let’s not forget liquor!
It was a flash game called flOw. You’re just a microbe wandering around eating things, and you occasionally evolve, based on what you ate. I can’t find an instance that works properly with a flash emulator, but that game would actually lower my heart rate.
They got their name because they’re the kind of casserole you bring to family gatherings. They got popular because of crispy cheesy awesomeness.
Do I have to pick one? Shoestring fries, waffle fries, tater tots, home fries, steak fries, garlic mashed potatoes, potato pancakes made from leftover garlic mashed potatoes, curly fries, funeral potatoes, and Greek potatoes are all awesome. I’d also like to try to make patatas bravas sometime. I’m guessing they will also be awesome.
If I told her, “bish, make me a sammich!”, I would get a no-sex sammich. It would be all that I get to eat for days, and it would differ from the sandwich I might make for myself by the number of people involved.
Hey, now! Moscow Mitch hates being called Moscow Mitch, so we probably shouldn’t call him Moscow Mitch because the nickname Moscow Mitch might become popular again and that would upset Moscow Mitch on the day that Moscow Mitch announced that he’s stepping down from Moscow Mitch’s leadership role.
A wakeyuppyman is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to.
It is pitch black. You are likely to be eaten by a grue.
It sounds like a low-rent Hulk. Grodge SMASH!
It looks like a treat a zookeeper would make for an exotic animal far from it’s natural habitat.
“What should we give the sea lions for a treat?”
“I dunno. Frozen cabbage pops?”