I reject your so-called reality.
::sits on anti-reality bench with Calli::
'Sleeper'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I reject your so-called reality.
::sits on anti-reality bench with Calli::
I so don't have the imagination to make up Chelada. It was being discussed on a vegan message board yesterday, so it was still at the top of my brain when Clamato was brought up. (A vegan got annoyed at someone claiming "I could never be vegan, there are so many interesting foods I want to try that I couldn't!" one time too often, so she bought him a can of Chelada and told him that, if he was so interested in trying new and interesting foods, she dared him to try that. He managed one sip.)
The only thing you can say in favor of Chelada is that it's only ruining Budweiser.
Did anyone already link this? It's Poker Face like you've never seen it before. (Unless you're Polter-Cow, in which case, you HAVE.)
Chelada scares me.
I am home, after taking Jezzie back to her foster house. Perkins may come home later tonight, if he doesn't throw up the baby food they are going to give him at 7:00.
Poor kittycat. Poor Lee.
I don't mean to keep breaking my pets.
You're not breaking them!
Somehow, chelada in a can all together seems grosser than ordering it at a bar where they mix the clamato and beer together there and serve it with a lime.
Somehow, chelada in a can all together seems grosser than ordering it at a bar where they mix the clamato and beer together there and serve it with a lime.
I'm... not sure about that, actually.
The only thing you can say in favor of Chelada is that it's only ruining Budweiser.
Hey, there's perfectly good lime juice being ruined by its inclusion in that abomination too!