i'm now drinking a dry gin martini out of a tumbler with a cocktail onion and an olive on a plastic fork
stegosaurus posted:
'get your cotton pickin hands off that'
yeah i say that.
stegosaurus posted:
there was someone in front of me in traffic who bought their volkswagen in a town called coon river according to their license plate frame. liberalism.
The name "Coon Rapids" comes from "Coon Creek Rapids", a turbulent part of the Upper Mississippi River near the mouth of Coon Creek. The name of the city came under some controversy in January 2006. Although it was named after the raccoons that were often found in the former rapids of Coon Creek, City Councilman Joe Sidoti believed that the name had a racist connotation, as the word "coon" was used to demean African-Americans in the South during the Civil Rights Movement. A proposed name change suggested by the Councilman sparked an uproar among local citizens, and the proposal was dropped.
Ironicwarcriminal posted:
thank you, as a present can you irradiate a cat or something for me today?
maybe. you won't know till you open the box.
*edit* I'm a friend of them to so at least in theory I can fly there and get a tiny bit for my plot of land. At which point I will make international headlines. "Yeah, he had it coming". Maybe I can get a holiday named after me, like Guy Fawkes. If I'm really clever I'll get
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Goethestein posted:
Same here.
I was staying at my gfs place and there was this charity alleycat early the next morning so I didn't have time to go home and change, I just went straight there. in my backpack I had my bike lock, a composition notebook and Wages of Destruction. at one of the stops on the alleycat you have to buy a small turkey and find the alleycat organizer outside the store and give him the turkey you bought (this was cranksgiving by the way, fuck you). so I roll up to him, take off my backback, open it up all the way to get the turkey all the way out, and out tumbles the turkey, and a book with gigantic swastikas and muscular aryans swinging rifles and hammers everywhere. I clicked the heels of my sneakers, did a quick heil hitler, and pedaled off to the next stop.
stegosaurus posted:
here's my Embarrassed By Wages of Destruction story:
I was staying at my gfs place and there was this charity alleycat early the next morning so I didn't have time to go home and change, I just went straight there. in my backpack I had my bike lock, a composition notebook and Wages of Destruction. at one of the stops on the alleycat you have to buy a small turkey and find the alleycat organizer outside the store and give him the turkey you bought (this was cranksgiving by the way, fuck you). so I roll up to him, take off my backback, open it up all the way to get the turkey all the way out, and out tumbles the turkey, and a book with gigantic swastikas and muscular aryans swinging rifles and hammers everywhere. I clicked the heels of my sneakers, did a quick heil hitler, and pedaled off to the next stop.
wagesofembarrassment.tumblr.org, let's get this shit off the ground
newt posted:
indonesian beer is pretty shitty actually.
what are indonesian attitudes towards alcohol like
but i still have a bottle of rum i swig every now and then
deadken posted:
josephs brau hofbrau bock. 7%. not bad
there is a certain type of american who will not drink a beer without a german name i think. its brewed in san jose lol
lmao that some of the worst beer on the planet.