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I went to Costco today specifically to buy their crunchy dill salad in a bag

And like I bought some other stuff but if they didn’t have the crunchy dill salad in a bag I would have walked out

I didn't have WiFi one weekend so I read some of my old files on my old laptop. I found my attempts at erotic fiction.
Two parts that are highlights:
1. I go to her house that evening. I bring a bag of almonds with me as a snack in case I get hungry.
2. This wasn't even part of the narrative but I wrote a note to myself that said, "I'm having a hard time visualizing the penis."

$harkToootth wrote:I didn't have WiFi one weekend so I read some of my old files on my old laptop. I found my attempts at erotic fiction.
Two parts that are highlights:
1. I go to her house that evening. I bring a bag of almonds with me as a snack in case I get hungry.
2. This wasn't even part of the narrative but I wrote a note to myself that said, "I'm having a hard time visualizing the penis."

This is the post I've been waiting for

goroth wrote:George best beatle.

I would make a case for Paul too - Band on the Run is (IMO) the best post Beatles jam

Ringo is best.

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nn5hrIiPbDs[/youtube]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nn5hrIiPbDs

Faul is second best.

I’d take Yoko over the rest of them.....

The only one of that bunch that's anything approaching listenable.

retinal orbita wrote:

goroth wrote:George best beatle.

I would make a case for Paul too - Band on the Run is (IMO) the best post Beatles jam

But Paul is just such a happy fucking side-headbanging nerd. Martin Mendez is the only dude who gets away with the side headbang.

Pots not toasting

I shit a lot

MechaGodzilla wrote:give me posts and give me death

Sorry, all we have is death and dill salad.

Dear Kent's diary,

It's 2 am, and I am listening to Don Cab and dreaming of dill salad.

Eivind August wrote:Dear Kent's diary,

It's 2 am, and I am listening to Don Cab and dreaming of dill salad.

This is good communes.

Elsewise, pull weeds, plant native plants, no deodorant, no christ, no chewing gum, no vaccuum for your tenfoottruck, no loud sportsfuck you bought with your debt, nobody runs microwave popcorn anymore, no business breathing, no haliburton hallelujah, to crossing street to throw out trash without the trash of smart phone in other hand, no microwave, no longevity, no attention, no compassion, no quality, no place for you to find you, no need unmolested by sense of profit, no edification of who you coulda been, no sick soul, no mouthwash, no rainguard, no crossing guard, no guarded shame, nobody wanna get dirty, nobody honoring the need for hurt. Pull weeds. Plant native plants. Elsewise, please give your gametes to yon composter...

Goddamn.

Jrmy put som Don Cab on a mix tape for me.
They seem to be kind of easier for metal heads to get into than other bands of that ilk. I should maybe actually listen to them more.

goroth wrote:Jrmy put som Don Cab on a mix tape for me.
They seem to be kind of easier for metal heads to get into than other bands of that ilk. I should maybe actually listen to them more.

I wanna be the way you close your milk off...