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This was introduced to me by my redheaded college girlfriend at the time and always brings back fond recollections of a couple of other things she showed me. But seriously, how can 1993 be a QUARTER OF A CENTURY ago? Some of it is now a bit close to the bone as an old guy.

This is not at all 80s.

Happy Birthday!

See you over in the drinking thread!

Nah, there's always some stupidity held in reserve.

Brown butter salmon with grilled summer squash, cauliflower, avocado and dukkah.

Still on a bit of a kick.

Don't like it. Too sensible.

Eggs and leftover tri-tip. Waste not want not!

But nobody cares about those.

What's going to be a fucking pain in the arse here, is plurals. Like, Biggie do you still want the 009s I was going to sell you now that you'll have the 009Ss?

They were propped up by two smashed potatoes, which went uneaten. Currently working on this. Being able to get USDA Prime tri-tip in fucking Safeway is one of my favorite things about California, and that includes the wine.

Such a banger.

WHAAAHAAAHOOOOHAAAHOOOAHHHHAAA!

Then you fail to properly differentiate between authority, force, power, violence and legitimacy.

Like mine. We use it all the time in the family room. The main problem is smartass teens who think it’s funny to wander into the room whenever something is playing, say “Hey Siri play ‘God’s Plan’” and leave smirking.

It's more of a retinue.

Older, cheerful stuff.

Lacking brisket, I grilled a tri-tip instead. It’s more CA anyway. Went OK.

Yes. I want to eat that right now, at 5:00 am. I don't give a fuck.

Sploosh.