Oh, gotcha!
I think there are a few of us, but yes, my home is in Maine. I escaped for February this year down here to the beach in SC, but have to go back tomorrow. Back to where it’s freezing rain right now…
And without ever having gotten to sample the wares at FatMan’s Dream Lounge
That’s an interesting theme! Gateway to dairy products…
There was a burrito place in Gainesville, FL that would ship product anywhere you chose as long as you could pay the shipping cost…
I’m not actually too torn up, it’s just been a running gag since we first saw it. It’s a weird looking establishment. Part food stall, part motel, or “long term hotel” type thing. I keep thinking if it were open I might see Jabba the Hutt lounging with a hookah.
both the hot dog and the ice cream cones look rather disgusting.
Could be the scene of a gritty reboot:
OK, start talking. Where’s Jake…and your dog?
probably for the best they were closed and you didn’t eat there
I briefly read the wrong meaning of the acronym there: “For the Attention Of Livestock? How would they even hold the camera?”
Lacking opposable thumbs sure make this task almost Impossible.
I’ve come across those at Aldi. At first I thought it kind of strange (never mind that I love both chili peppers and chocolate), but then I bought a bar and tried it, and found it to be quite delicious.
chili chocolate is where it’s at! had one i found at local Winn Dixie that was dark choc with chilies and dark cherries that was most delightful! pair with a lovely tawny port
I always tip with cash to the mechanics who work on my bicycle, and if I can manage it I like to bring them some chocolate, too A couple of years ago I included a chili chocolate bar, and the mechanic was really pleased when I gave it to him. He said it was his favorite kind, and that I had made his day! I still haven’t tried it myself, though.
L’area de oolala?
LOL
and Oont Ze Knakkers!
I made the mistake of going to Walmart today, something I really never do, but I needed some tools for work (they didn’t have them). Anyway, I take this pic in the parking lot to share with Pussycat for the “wow, what an asshole” lolz:
“Don’t Tread on Me” plate, natch.
Inside the store a few minutes later I hear a man loudly saying “Excuse me! Excuse me!” I turn and see a gentleman sporting a black Punisher t-shirt and neck tattoos: “I saw you taking a picture of my truck!”
“Yeah? So?”
“So I wanna know why!”
“I thought it was funny how you’re taking up four parking spaces.”
“Is it any of your business how I fucking park?!?”
“Is it any of your business what I take a fucking picture of?”
“No.”
“Ok, we’re cool then!” I give him a thumb up and turn around to walk away.
“Oh, you’re one of those weirdos!”
I’m thinking, I’m the only person in this Walmart wearing a mask, so yeah, weirdo! The gentleman then suggested I not come around there anymore, followed me around the store talking on his phone while glaring at me, and then circled the parking lot in his fine truck waiting for me to leave. I ignored him and left from the opposite side of the parking lot.
I just regret I didn’t think to ask how I was “treading on him” by taking a picture. Obviously he has no problem with random strangers thinking he’s an asshole, or he wouldn’t park like that, so why get so upset about someone documenting it?
You are very fortunate he only escalated his harassment that far and no further.