canister of bay leaves
canister of…. CRUSHED bay leaves???
wow!! the family airbnb for wedding weekend even has a thing of bay leaves. sick!! gumbo inbound
OH WAIT
jerry horne walking in with the brie sandwich, crowd hooting and hollering like when john stamos walks into frame on full house
hehe butterfingers
aight there’s the storm
“honey.. what are you doing? why do you have a shovel?”
“gotta dig. need the hole. house is missing hole”
NWS calling their shot from half court
you have a basement?!
yeah it sounded like one had been spotted, but i haven’t actually seen where, if anywhere yet
good morning everybody
don’t worry girls! there’s money for din tai fung’s soup dumplings and taiwanese cabbage on the counter
when the lady and i go out i like to tell the cats that there’s money for ______ on the counter. i think our recent trip to nyc will give me a few more cuisines to toss in
i was gonna say “gotta get you a not-too-fancy office over here in detonti 😎” but for about 3 hours there was something going that sounded like a weird blend of a chainsaw and a helicopter. no idea what it was. don’t wanna know
ok. i’m gonna do it. i’m gonna slay the spire 2
hey now, plenty of us played the hawaii five-o theme as a high school stand tune
now certainly a shitty dude may read joan didion, make sure you see him doing it, and otherwise stay shitty. but idk that that’s the thing i’d latch onto
reminds me. i feel like all the “performative men are reading books in public” etc discourse has some astroturfing behind it
This is hilarious.
Also, completely enraging.
by golly
for once, my state didn't kill someone in my name that they shouldn't. thank you, rep. figures, for your moral leadership on this and for elevating the chorus of people crying out against this injustice.
Most accurate portrait of modern culture currently available
happy 10th birthday to 309 punk project, one of the coolest things going on on the gulf coast, the south, etc www.309punkproject.org/about-us.html
lmao
looks beautiful. we got dinner based on another internet stranger’s post just the other day. it’s poasts all the way down
he innt even in the room, it’s just part of us now
makes me think about my nephew, who at the age of 4 and in the middle of a struggle with contractions, gave us the vocabulary of “i did NOT,” “i do NOT,” etc - a parlance we still use to this day
i just did it yesterday! is it the feet that know? the brain? who can say
hooting, hollering
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on this trip to nyc we went for these two dishes (and more) purely because of this post and we were not disappointed
