mathias wrote:I heard that Tom Dalton read a book on how to grow online communities around your business. But he thought it was too much work so he just created a forum full of alts. You and I are the only real people.
we have called it all sorts of things like fuzz, worm, grass, reefer, herbs, lawn clippings, greens, veggies, the stickiest of the motha fucknig icky but never, never ever ever buddha...
Baked(over-cooked) salmon over white rice with celery. Topped with an absurd cocktail of teriyaki sauce, red wine vinegar and lemon juice that I put together at the last second.
My parents' kitchen is atrociously understocked. There was a bottle of vegetable oil that expired in June 2005. It was thick and goopy! I also found a bottle of raspberry vinaigrette that had expired while I was still in high school (4 years ago). However, I am glad I finally picked up the cooking bug again despite the sub-par results of tonight's meal.
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Behndy wrote:i don't like people with "talent" and "skills" that don't feel the need to cover their inadequacies under good time happy sounds.
magiclawnchair wrote:we have called it all sorts of things like fuzz, worm, grass, reefer, herbs, lawn clippings, greens, veggies, the stickiest of the motha fucknig icky but never, never ever ever buddha...
magiclawnchair wrote:we have called it all sorts of things like fuzz, worm, grass, reefer, herbs, lawn clippings, greens, veggies, the stickiest of the motha fucknig icky but never, never ever ever buddha...
My friends and I call it "the coon"
It's not what you think...
My high school mascot was "The Cooney"
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Behndy wrote:i don't like people with "talent" and "skills" that don't feel the need to cover their inadequacies under good time happy sounds.
Well that's what happens when your country is founded by the descendants of criminals.
I just decided I'm going to watch the State of the Union address and take a drink every time Obama says jobs. They're talking about how representatives agreed to sit next to members of the other party(they used the word "date") rather than their best friends from their own parties. It was bizarrely reminiscent of a high school cafeteria.
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Behndy wrote:i don't like people with "talent" and "skills" that don't feel the need to cover their inadequacies under good time happy sounds.