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Well, I had that breakfast a bit after 8 this morning, before going to bed. Slept fantastic until 3 PM when I woke up. Guts were like





and I proceeded to $#!t my soul out off and on for the next hour. Imodium is my friend today.

 

Actually, March blows, usually. May sucks.

 

Lil dessert after supper tonight. Going down smoove!

 

No, the Giggity plant (All Things Adult) is a little to the Northwest just outside of Manor, Texas.

 

I feel for you. If you'd like to buy one, I'll eat it for you. It was the greatest taco I've ever had. I should have eaten my Trailer Park, Extra Trashy before the Roscoe because the Roscoe was so delicious, it ruined the other taco for me. It needs to be on the permanent menu.

 

I was surprised how light it was when I poured it. I like a good stout and porter. Not too many I've tried I haven't liked

 

I'm just happy I won't be alone in Hell.

 

Geez, I'm behind on this thread. Being a professional babysitter of 50 year old toddlers is keeping me busy.

What I miss?

 

I stand corrected...ha!

 

That sounds like a weird fetish.

 

I had Beef and Broccoli for dinner last night and had the worse freaking gas. At one point, I got up for one of my middle of the night pee sessions and farted in the bathroom. I swear to God, the fart somehow beat me back to the bedroom and got under the covers before I did. I just about died.

The gas has been with me all day. Like nonstop. I may have to see a doctor tomorrow. The Longhorn Cheddar Hot Dog for lunch didn't help. Neither did the fried chicken tacos. Mrs. Bandito and Daughter Bandito almost left me in Austin. At one point, we were at a stop light and I was trying to time the fart so I'd do it right when the light went green and then haul ass with the windows down, leaving the nasty bastard behind. But I got it wrong and ended up trying to scoop the fart out of the window... It was bad.

Totally unrelated note, when the family banished me at Target, I was farting in the candy aisle (it was empty) and stumbled upon some Sour Patch Kids Jelly Beans. They are, hands down, my new favorite Jelly Bean.

 

Pay is decent though.

Hell is hot. I don't like hot. Whiskey is better than beer and is the nectar of the gods. Guess I'll hang out in heaven.

 

Better be a tie, otherwise I'm screwed.....

 

I like hi power mead occasionally....

 

It's the wife that's Catholic, but I don't mind eating fish on Fridays. I've never really given anything up for Lent, because I don't like the taste of lint. (it's a joke that has to be said out loud...)

 

If we're ever in the same space, I'll buy you one.

I still have plans to have 'Gluten Day' - a personal holiday where I just agree with myself that shitting my brains out for three days is worth having a Belhaven and a burger on a real pretzel bun.

 

I'm not atheist, but I'm fully non-religious. I don't have any animosity about religion - I go to church with her on holidays, and keep my mouth shut during religious conversation. It's a corner of humanity I've just agreed to respect out of anyone who has that as part of their makeup. Except those jihad motherfuckers... They can eat a bag of dicks. I hope neither the subject matter or the language get me a hammer, and serious apologies if it turns someone to another channel.

 

I had some really bad intestinal issues years ago. One Thanksgiving, my parents came to visit and I spent pretty much the whole time in the bathroom. Soon after that, my VA Doc left for the real world and they had some Earth Muffin PA filling in for him until they could find somebody else. I told her my problem and she told me to try Metamucil. The shit changed my life and my shit.

 

I always give up my Thursday for Friday.
This year I gave up ostrich burgers for lent.

 

On the barrel aged milk stout.


Mmmmmm good.

 

jesus that looks tasty

 

Oh dear god, I just cried I laughed so hard reading this.

Only because I can completely relate...