WELL WE’RE GETTING THE JOB DONE, AREN’T WE?! (Via ViralViral.)
That’s exactly how I unload my dishwasher.
Well that’s a non sequitor if I’ve ever seen one.
As Breaking Bad reenactments go this one is kind of strange.
Being sick for the past 5 days and finally able to work again on a Monday, I feel like those kegs.
Welcome back to the land of the living! (It kind of sucks here, though.)
Just keep rolling that right into my office please, thank you. I need it because it’s is such a Monday, am I right?
At first I was all, those idiots! But then I watched it unfold. Pardon me. Those geniuses!
This is super efficient, but doesn’t it shake up the beer? I mean, isn’t this just a beer bomb waiting to explode? I’m super worried about the beer, you guys!
Yep, as someone who frequently laments the amount of shaking that affects beer just on the drive home, this is bullshit!
Won’t somebody please think of the children beer!
I actually kind of think that the rolling may shake the beer less than two men trying to wrangle it between them, bobbing and shaking it the whole way. This way at least it’s a quicker and mostly smoother way to get from point A to point B. Other than the drop from the truck to the pillow and the little hop up the curb, there’s not a whole lot of extraneous motion.
Maybe they’re empty? I mean one can hope??
Hey guys, I had another wedding to attend this weekend, and no near-fights this time! The closest to a fight was with the guy who looked like Christian Bale, so all interactions we had the entire night were in our growly Batman voices, saying stupid Batman things.
That reminds me of that old saying “Two drunk guys at a wedding could play a better batman than Ben Affleck”
That is particuarly apt given that I am from south of Boston and have an accent when I am drunk, and that I was partially inspired by this:
how do ya like them batarangs
Yay to nobody getting goosed.
Oh, there was goosing, but all of it was voluntary and enjoyed by both parties.
On Saturday, the Lady Goose and I watched Face/Off on Netflix. After the movie, sitting at the kitchen table, I looked at the receipt for the dog stuff that I’d gotten in the mail that day, and noticed randomly that the brand of the rawhide chews was Castor and Pollux! I’m not sure what that portends for the coming week, but whatever it is*, I’m ready.
*as long as it isn’t face-swap surgery and prison fights…
Today I learned about keg pillows.
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