Your Substitute Sunday Night Open Thread

DonT is off tonight. I can't remember if it was something about a "deposition" or a "deep position in your mom." Speaking of, how was everyone's mother's day? Sufficiently loaded with guilt about how you didn't quite do enough or did too much in a poorly thought out attempt to offset

Cheers to the Centenarian Club!

Interior, a sitting room decorated like your grandmother's living room in 1989 (except no plastic covers on the couch). Orange and blue crepe paper streamers and similar regalia are scattered across the room, and two men are hanging up additional decorations. Guy 1: So...what's the haps? Guy 2: We're celebrating the old

Help BFC Stock the Bar

Greetings, imaginary and non-imaginary friends alike!  Lady BFC and I have ceased our nomadic lifestyle and have finally landed in a new home.  That's all very exciting, yes yes, but let's focus on the important thing--I can FINALLY stock my bar.  My neglected, nearly drained, and yet still-beloved-despite-largely-being-abstract-for-nigh-a-year bar. For the

2020 Quotables – Week 6 (Results)

SCENE: Interior, the DFO Clubhouse. The floor is littered with empty beer bottles, the walls are covered in Iguana Mart posters, and the couch is...sticky. BeerGuyRob: So today's the day, huh? HoratioCornblower: What are you talking about? Is Geno Auriemma finally coming to visit? BallsofSteelandFury: Didn't you read blax's Quotables submissions page this