midcal
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Californians are almost as judgy as southerners.Getting judged by a Californian.....that's fucking hilarious.
Californians are almost as judgy as southerners.Getting judged by a Californian.....that's fucking hilarious.
Californians are almost as judgy as southerners.
"Bless their heart"....Sad thing is.....you prolly don't know how true that statement really is.
I hid one in my front bumper for after the crowd dissipated.Never leave a beer behind?
Oh, I do. We judge everyone, we just don’t judge the gays as harshly as y’all.Sad thing is.....you prolly don't know how true that statement really is.
Oh, I do. We just everyone, we just don’t judge the gays as harshly as y’all.
The girl in the moon. Sometimes it was quantity over quality.I’ve had a “skunky” beer before......damn Miller High Life in a clear bottle ..... shit ruined me on beer for a few minutes.
Have people in other parts ever heard of “skunky” beer? Just wondering if mom made that up or if it’s more universal..
I don;t drink any more, but when I did, if I opened a beer I usually finished it, unless of course I passed out. If I was able to walk and put in the fridge I was able to finish my beer.
Never leave a beer behind?
I brought a lot of good stuff.Thank you @Bamaklingon for bringing the good stuff!
True story!I brought a lot of good stuff.
Sorry about that...Late in the evening after drinking countlessat Nod’s wedding, I picked up the wrong can and felt a cigarette butt hit my teeth as I took a sip. I had just taken a shot of tequila and I almost lost my lunch. Still grossed out lol.
. Is it possible to "skunk" beast ice? Asking for a friend...You had me at "humped."1985. I was on a Med Float. We spent 2 weeks in the desert about 70 miles west of Alexandria, Egypt for Operation Bright Star. It was August in the Sahara. 4 of us got up one morning and put on our packs and humped out to the highway. (Prolly 4 miles or so away from where we had our camp set up.) We hitch hiked to Alexandria and found the Marine Consulate. A fellow Marine took us down to the basement and filled our packs with beer. We hitch hiked/humped back to our camp site. It was probably 130 degrees and the beer was the hottest I ever drank. Quite possibly the best I ever drank as well.
Moral of the story, suck it up, ya fucking pussy. Hot beer is STILL beer.