The predictions for the winter here in Manly Time has been below average temperatures. As a result, it's a sunny 51 degrees today, and there's not a lick of snow on the mountains. The local ski resort would normally be getting ready to open, and now it will be...
I feel a little baked, for some reason. Yep. Old Man and Neph are going to watch the Browns and Ravens struggle toward mediocrity today. Yeah, I don't care either. Birthdays? One of the finest middle names of all time...Father of the Blues, or just the sperm...
Yeah, not feeling it today. I got a shitload of chores done, there's a brisket on the smoker, and it's Saturday. I feel fulfilled and once I finish this, it's nap time. Links? "How about you go fuck yourselves?" MTG is a whack job, but I don't get Laura Loomer, or her...
Get yer red hots heeyah!
Hey there, hi there, ho there!
I ain’t Union. Get over it.
“No man can eat 50 eggs.” Well, Swiss has succumbed to a similar Raclette challenge. But the Links must go on!
O.M.F.G.
Which came first, the rabbit or the egg?
Time for some Links.
Shai-Hulud will brook no delay in, the Links!
I can haz brain fart.
What time is it? Links?!?
I mean, it’s not like he needs the help.
You need a proper beer to wash down the evening links.
Come on in for sunny, toasty links.
That’s what I’m talkin’ about.
Glibs Gulch is alive and well.
Just slip it into a bun and come on in for the links.
Goy, oh goy, here come the Links!
Ooh la la! Come on in for The Links!
A serious discussion.
I mean, the Browns are playing, amirite?
Guess what day it is?!? Happy Not an Insurrection Day!
No worries.