Hi there commentists, there was some discussion for an article on how I cook my edibles so to start your Saturday morning here is baking with Litre.
Note - I have a medical card for a back injury so this is all legal on my end. Hell, the only way you
SERVER: Welcome to Cafe Fina on Monterey's beautiful Fisherman's Wharf! My name is Nick and I will be your server today. Can I start you off with anything to drink?
CUSTOMER: Well, I...
[DOOR FLIES OPEN]
JOHN MADDEN: EXCUSE ME, BUT YOU APPEAR TO BE SITTING AT MY TABLE, AND WHEN YOU SIT AT
I have access to a bunch of movie apps and I am amazed at the selection of movies. I’m also amazed how many of them suck ass. I’ll be reviewing them as I see fit. Warning, most of these are going to suck. And you will disagree. And I won’t
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TSA AGENT 1: [standing firm] You’re not getting on the plane with this thing.
GUS BRADLEY: [glares at agent] I’m not getting on the plane without it.
TSA AGENT 2: [diplomatically] It’s all right, Coach Bradley. We’ll figure something out. Let me just call our supervisor.
Hello there a little while back some of the commentist party got in to a discussion about their offspring. I was a little down about losing my freedom and becoming a dad but that picked me right up. It was only 5 or 6 stories of what they or their
INT. JACKSONVILLE INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT - DAY.
TSA AGENT 1: ...and so I told her that a skunk must have gotten into the yard.
TSA AGENT 2: And she believed you?
TSA AGENT 1: Well, yeah, she's a city girl, she doesn't know what they smell like. So anyhow...[peers at X-ray machine monitor]...oh, wait.
We're back, folks! This is the 2nd annual Commentist survey - once again, we're hoping to collect some info on all of you, our readers and Commentists, in the hopes of improving this place for all of us. Darkest Timeline Zack Morris, our Internet Dad, has been hard at work
Did I do the clickbait right? You're here so I'm guessing the answer is yes. Good on ya, I knew I liked you.
By the time you see this, I will likely be somewhere in the process of digging out from a storm. About a foot, no biggie as long as
(Scene: a nondescript room with two doors—one far, one near—but no windows, and two tables and chairs. On one table is a large box with a number of switches on it, and cords running out from the back and through the wall, and a small television monitor and speaker on
As an homage to the overused sports writing trope of “[X number] Burning, Itching, Throbbing Questions for [X Team/X Sport/X League]”, I present to you a list of questions that I, an uninformed and easily distracted NFL fan, had after Week 7. This week, I watched a little bit of the
As an homage to the overused sports writing trope of “[X number] Burning, Itching, Throbbing Questions for [X Team/X Sport/X League]”, I present to you a list of questions that I, an uninformed and easily distracted NFL fan, had after Week 6. Did you miss me, fuckers? I didn't think so.
Open letters are all the rage these days. There's even the open letter to open letters. Someday soon I'll write an open letter to Apple about my iPhone autocorrecting kegger to legged or letter. Here at [DFO], we've noticed a slight uptick in traffic lately and expect (read: hope) that