Feels like getting older is just the process of finding out how little you know.
Isn't that also the first step to wisdom?
In which case, I am wiser than fuck!
'Sleeper'
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Feels like getting older is just the process of finding out how little you know.
Isn't that also the first step to wisdom?
In which case, I am wiser than fuck!
Deep-fried pickles are pretty common in New Orleans.
Feels like getting older is just the process of finding out how little you know.
*sigh*
My favorite pickles are half-sour. Preferably from a barrel. Supermarket pickles just aren't the same.
Feels like getting older is just the process of finding out how little you know.
This is depressingly true.
Also, I don't like pickles. Fried or otherwise. Actually, maybe I *would* like them if they were fried...
That name makes it sound like you're drinking beer from someone's stomach.
So that's what they call those Heineken robots.
Kristin, all my sympathy - get some sleep; I hope things turn out as well as possible for Byron.
Drunken meara postings are very entertaining. And this season's ANTM is probably best watched after drinking.
I like pickles, although I'm supposed to cut back on the salt. There was recently an article about someone selling what are basically pickle popsicles - frozen pickle juice (even I quail at the thought).
And for Aimee.
Mmmm....
Thanks, Toddson.
I'm essentially teaching Sara how to do shots, so she'll get her medicine down faster. I feel like Claire Huxtable. "Chug-a-lug."
I'm glad I read here this morning. reading cute merea post made me happy. Now I can go to work in a better mood.
I had deep fried pickles. Better than I though , but even after eating one it is still hard to get my head around.