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Cheese curds.

I'm drooling, now, and must check the location of the poutine truck. Yes, there's a poutine truck in DC and it's like crack for me.

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<i>my sister had to pick me up</i>

words to live by.

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Can sum 1 tel me how bildings are made?

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Squeaky cheese.

Yes, I own it, I fucking love poutine. LOVE. And talk about said love on the wonker regularly.

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He'd better have shoulders like a piano crate for a name that long.

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“My sister had to pick me up.”

Synthesis+? Sounds to me more like "Sin With Sis +."

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Contracts signed in the evening hours should automatically be revocable? Just tossing a guess out there.

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Damn beat me to it...

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<i>New Mexico Mayor Got Drunk At Work, </i>

I would too, if I was a New Mexico Mayor. That's about all there is to do there. Well, that and avoiding sunstroke.

And, as I recall from contract law class, signing a contract while shit-faced is legal grounds for voiding it, so good luck with that one.

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Nobody noticed the construction going on? I don't know how big Sunland is, but 9 or so cranes would stand out, maybe? In addition, there were no progress reports? I think somebody's covering his ass.

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Oh sure, if you want to go all * Quantum Meruit * on everyone, there's always that. I'd push the possible "they got him drunk and committed fraud" angle if I was unlucky enough to have to defend this dipwad. Plus, it's possible he never noticed 9 new buildings suddenly appearing - given all the drinking he does.

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All those buttes. Those beautiful buttes.

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Could have been worse. Ask the guy who got drunk and went home with Orly Taitz.

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I had the tamales at the racetrack a few years ago. The green sauce was very nice.

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