Scott Brown is the bro-iest bro who ever bro-ed his way across multiple states in search of a Senate seat, and Benny Johnson, digital director at National Review whose job description also involves giving verbal handies to Scott Brown, has the scoop.
Consider the Yalta conference. The principals were a disabled guy, a drunk, and a megalomaniac/psycho. Currently, it is unlikely that voters would elect the disabled guy or the drunk.
You know Bro' it's like,I think, you know, what everybody, like, wants in a leader is like somebody who can really throw down with you, like you know what I mean? Like, we're tired of these really, really smart people being all elitist and shit and then they can't even chug a couple of brews and slam a bunch of shots to show that they're up to the whole being a leader thing. Ya know, Shaheen drinks like a pussy, so how can you trust her to bomb Nigeria or some such shit. Scott Brown is a straight up Bro', dude, so I think he can bomb the shit outta whoever needs to be bombed and, like, still have time to hang out and throw back some cool ones.
So, that's what I want in a leader, somebody who's not any better than me, makin' decisions, hangin' back and hang in' out. Cool!
(It was painful to write that, but it had to be done)
Well, I do have admit to having quite a few drinks with ("partying" would be a bit of a mis-statement) college kids a couple years ago, when I was even older than Scottie.
That's pretty impressive writing. The only encouragement I can take from it is that the person you have implicitly described is likely to bodyslam the voting booth and drive it right out of the school gym into the drainage ditch. Which will at least be entertaining.
I have to be honest. I'd drink a Bud if it were the only alcohol available. Especially a European Bud (nor just a Budvar; in Europe, A-B makes 6% beer).
Because of bad parenting, my 24-year-old (and his friends) are fond of that Fireball shit. But, they are also cheap. So they buy cheap vodka, and dissolve cinnamon candy into it. It doesn't, in fact, taste any worse than Fireball (according to a friend).
You know, weej, I saw this a few hours ago, but my right-next-to-the-computer-guitar had busted a string,so I tried to sound it out as notes, and got confuzzled.
Nice work on the em.
EDIT: Incidentally, I do feel that Free Bird, like quite few tunes, has suffered vastly from over exposure. Once you get past the pretty sappy verse and into the playing, it's not that bad. Rossington and Collins were decent players.
I know!! What are all the Jager Bomb voters supposed to make of this?
Consider the Yalta conference. The principals were a disabled guy, a drunk, and a megalomaniac/psycho. Currently, it is unlikely that voters would elect the disabled guy or the drunk.
I'm on board. She's amazing.
You know Bro' it's like,I think, you know, what everybody, like, wants in a leader is like somebody who can really throw down with you, like you know what I mean? Like, we're tired of these really, really smart people being all elitist and shit and then they can't even chug a couple of brews and slam a bunch of shots to show that they're up to the whole being a leader thing. Ya know, Shaheen drinks like a pussy, so how can you trust her to bomb Nigeria or some such shit. Scott Brown is a straight up Bro', dude, so I think he can bomb the shit outta whoever needs to be bombed and, like, still have time to hang out and throw back some cool ones.
So, that's what I want in a leader, somebody who's not any better than me, makin' decisions, hangin' back and hang in' out. Cool!
(It was painful to write that, but it had to be done)
Hey, I resemble that remark. Ummmm....for a friend.....with votes.
Well, I do have admit to having quite a few drinks with ("partying" would be a bit of a mis-statement) college kids a couple years ago, when I was even older than Scottie.
Of course, they were my kids.
That's pretty impressive writing. The only encouragement I can take from it is that the person you have implicitly described is likely to bodyslam the voting booth and drive it right out of the school gym into the drainage ditch. Which will at least be entertaining.
I have to be honest. I'd drink a Bud if it were the only alcohol available. Especially a European Bud (nor just a Budvar; in Europe, A-B makes 6% beer).
But "pound" it? Hahahahaha.
Thanks. I was gonna go look that up and link it, but now I don't have to. Totentanz, muthafucka.
I would, marginally, prefer Jager.
Because of bad parenting, my 24-year-old (and his friends) are fond of that Fireball shit. But, they are also cheap. So they buy cheap vodka, and dissolve cinnamon candy into it. It doesn't, in fact, taste any worse than Fireball (according to a friend).
Nice catch. 3 hours = 10800 seconds. Hundreds >= 300 (or it doesn't mean anything).
Therefore, one selfie every 36 seconds. For three hours straight. When did he have time to pour beer?
Weirdly, somewhere around W. Who, theoretically, no longer drank beer. It's just that wacky crazy liberal main stream media at work.*
* This is sarcasm.
I suppose a "box social" refers to wine, huh? I haz disappoint.
To be fair, not <i>my</i> junior high.
You know, weej, I saw this a few hours ago, but my right-next-to-the-computer-guitar had busted a string,so I tried to sound it out as notes, and got confuzzled.
Nice work on the em.
EDIT: Incidentally, I do feel that Free Bird, like quite few tunes, has suffered vastly from over exposure. Once you get past the pretty sappy verse and into the playing, it&#039;s not that bad. Rossington and Collins were decent players.
&quot;I am an obsolete unit of currency&quot;?