The response to all this just reveals how many guys have never fucked a truly hot woman. They are not adventurous in bed anywhere remotely to the degree a less attractive woman is. If you truly like to cross lines and boundaries, you need a six, not a ten. Actually, sevens and eights are infinitely better to fuck than nines and tens.
I always wondered how many people around the country understood Luanne Platter in King of the Hill.
Prior to Covid I ate at the Lakeline Fuddruckers at least once a month. It's a damn good burger. Will suck if it goes away.
Prior to covid I would stop at the cedar park TC at get a few shredded chicken soft tacos. They were delicious. I havent flown since March, obviously, until two weeks ago. First time I stopped there the chicken had a whiff of feces. Not a figure of speech, it tasted awful. Thought it was a one off. Stopped again last week, same thing. Absolutely terrible and like a pinch of feces was in it. I'm done. Don't know what is in their meat but something is bad.
Yeah they both do. Both grew up around it and then they met them through the show. Gandolfini would always take them to the wise guy hangouts so he could get into character.
Also, Shirripa is not analytical at all. This show was written down to the tiniest detail, and Imperioli was a writer. He knows a lot about it, but fucking Steve has no clue on any of it so he just moves along to the next scene. It's an entertaining podcast but it could be so much better. I like Shirripa on Rogan's podcast and when he's alone, but he's not a good host.
I'm trying to get into that Talking Sopranos podcast, but Steve Shirripa does not shut the fuck up. Michael Imperioli has a lot of interesting stuff but can't get a word in.
I'm single and only use one plate, bowl, fork and knife, etc. When I use them I wash them quickly and set them to dry for next time. While I have other plates and utensils, it seems stupid to actually use them.
I'm surprised so many clamor to have Colorado back. To me they were the Ellen Page of our conference. I could watch one of their games and then five minutes later forget they were even on the field. Utterly forgettable outside of our ass whooping of them.
There was a death in our family, and my house is the hub for everyone in town. Woke up this morning and there were six boxes from the donut store and I went to get a donut and every box had either kolaches or pigs in a blanket or those those breakfast ham sandwiches. Not a damn donut in any of the six boxes.