Lol, 2.5 inches is over 2 feet?

I learned about it from my father… :'(

A bean batter.

Throw in at least a hot pepper or two. I bet you can swing a carolina reaper in the middle of the block.

Well, the easy choice is the right choice. Squat down, and wrap your lips around the pole as it penetrates the hole. You’re going to be the grapefruit, honey.

Shoot, one of Alaska’s biggest northern settlements, if not the biggest, is an oil work camp. Look up Deadhorse / Prudhoe Bay. The road up there is totally worth taking if you’re into birdwatching or really rugged roughing it.

Well, yeah, but in the reverse…

"Boss hitting for 90% and sometimes one-shotting me in every fight.

Me and mah boy paladins repeatedly hitting one guy and healing so that he stacks up buffs and one-shots the boss.

Blizzard: Horrified stoner man"

Lol, physiologists say hi, and they need that natural log function you’ve been hiding back.

Sheesh, I’ll leave this here for both of you.

Okay, I’m taking that. It’s mine now. It’s beautiful.

It takes a while to get through the blagh that the midseason brings, each and every season.

Now that you say that, it’s really an odd, surreal experience. Were my fellow children unique, and just did not grow up, and made a blend of their childhood and what should be adult pursuits, or were people in the past just as fucked up, but all they had to make porn of was Charles Dickens and Dante and such?

Well, sure, but that’s why you read GoT and don’t watch it. Also, bad endings and all that.