The hub and I had a serious discussion of whether this song was funk, bubblegum, or both.The guy in the white jumpsuit is obviously Gregory Hines.Also, the lyrics clearly and repeatedly say, "Strawberry letter *22*".None the less, I love it beyond all reason.
Some guy's blog was telling a story about how the farmers market in his town was on a secluded side street.One of the patrons pulled out to see where she was going, and then the light changed, and she was stuck in the middle of the intersection, clearly mortified and upset.The guy behind her in a big SUV kept blasting his horn at her, which did not help anything."He kept laying on the horn, and all I had was this bag of tomatoes. He kept laying on the horn, and all I had was this bag of tomatoes..."I'll bet you can guess how this ended.
As someone who refuses to eat anything other than charred meat, T***p is terrified of vegetables because of the possibility that a tiny fragment might get near his mouth.
Hey dwarves are really picky about authenticity: just fresh tomatoes, onion, garlic and jalapeños, mashed in an authentic molcajete and elves will just sneer at you because it isn't bespoke salsa made from jalapeños picked in the reflected moonlight from a mithril mirror by young peruvian virgins...selling a bottle of "Nyoo York City!!!???" salsa can be tough
He should be glad for all that inflation and no-supply-chain stuff that Biden is causing. Fruit is too scarce and expensive to throw...
BTW - that subtitle was lovely, SER!
The hub and I had a serious discussion of whether this song was funk, bubblegum, or both.The guy in the white jumpsuit is obviously Gregory Hines.Also, the lyrics clearly and repeatedly say, "Strawberry letter *22*".None the less, I love it beyond all reason.
First canned soup, now fruit? Why is this guy so terrified of food?
One always has to be watchful for a potential run-by fruiting: https://youtu.be/BmPrt_gn-eM
Some guy's blog was telling a story about how the farmers market in his town was on a secluded side street.One of the patrons pulled out to see where she was going, and then the light changed, and she was stuck in the middle of the intersection, clearly mortified and upset.The guy behind her in a big SUV kept blasting his horn at her, which did not help anything."He kept laying on the horn, and all I had was this bag of tomatoes. He kept laying on the horn, and all I had was this bag of tomatoes..."I'll bet you can guess how this ended.
"I know that you'll feel better if you send me a letter and write down the name of... your favorite vegetable."-- The Beach Boys, "Vegetables"
"Vegetable man, where are you? He's the kind of fella you've just gotta see if you can, vegetable man"-- Syd Barrett, "Vegetable Man"
As someone who refuses to eat anything other than charred meat, T***p is terrified of vegetables because of the possibility that a tiny fragment might get near his mouth.
I would suggest hardware, but you do need to be careful…https://www.youtube.com/wat...
Yes, I also really like staled bread, tomatoes, vinagrette, and let it soak until the bread softens. Tomato bread salad, so good.
Hey dwarves are really picky about authenticity: just fresh tomatoes, onion, garlic and jalapeños, mashed in an authentic molcajete and elves will just sneer at you because it isn't bespoke salsa made from jalapeños picked in the reflected moonlight from a mithril mirror by young peruvian virgins...selling a bottle of "Nyoo York City!!!???" salsa can be tough
Based on my reading of "Marley and Me" Florida is full of over-ripe rotting mangoe...
It was written by Shuggie Otis, who is kind of the Brian Wilson of funk. So maybe both.
Come Trump, it is time..... https://uploads.disquscdn.c...
Ceci n’est pas un president.
Manuel Noriega was known as pineapple face.