Haha…it probably well could have been their play as I think it was their first year back. also, how dare you question the grilled parking lot shrimp and brats? lol

haha…for sure! it’s been a number of years since I had a po’ boy since i got food poisoning last time I ate one from a vendor outside the Browns stadium lol. Sauerkraut balls are still a must several times a year.

The universe gives me what I need regardless of where I am.

I already live free, but thanks! Hopefully, you can at some point as well my friend.

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Yes. I’m dead. Boo.

Well, i was in that situation prior. So, that’s how I know what I would prefer. Because I have been there.

Thanks! I also happily found a place currently more local to me in Cleveland. Korean pickle corn dogs https://www.instagram.com/thatswhatsheeats/p/Cqv1WFUpmeA/?img_index=1

Ha…actually, we already are. we retired last year and are moving to a very rural location in another country this year.

Well, it is made from stuff (mostly) that was smart enough to be scared

It was scared and pulled in a little while the person was biting. Then it popped back out.

Right. And I would trade that existence, with the prior 2 years of living, for the other scenario that I mentioned.

Yes. I need to try one of these, wherever it may be.

Of course I would. One is living, the other is merely existing.

I’d rather have that over sitting in traffic driving to a soul devouring corporate job due to RTO

Too bad my beer tastes weren’t as refined yet. Maybe then I wouldn’t have shit my pants! Stupid Miller Genuine Draft. lol

I would call it 1.5 times. In the 90s, I worked for a company that gave out $50 gift cards to a local grocery store for the holidays. I was young and still lived with my parents, so I used it to buy $50 worth of beer and fish (orange roughy). Went over to my friend’s house and we drank copious amounts of beer and consumed way too much beer battered roughy. Was standing outside the next morning having a smoke and trusted a fart. That was the last time I trusted a fart with a hangover.

Next time was about 25 years later, stomach gurgling during the last 20 minutes of a 2 hour commute, and well past the last public restroom. Tried to make it home, farting as I could to release whatever pressure I could. About 5 minutes from home, last fart released about 2 tablespoons of poop into my underpants. I phoned my wife to have the door open and make sure she wasn’t in the nearest bathroom. lol.