Ever pee yourself? I have, and? I wasn't even drunk. There are two kinds of people in the world, First there are riders.Those who can't wait to quench their beastly lust for steely dangerous speed and second, those who look into the sky and say, there is no way that you could force
Tag: Boots on the ground
Boots on the Brickyard! Indy after dark.
And God Said “Hi.”
There is nothing that can make me leave this house ever again, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! “What? Who’s coming to town”? “Laurie Anderson?” “No way! Here?" “Orpheum Theater downtown Los Angeles.” DAMN FINE SHOT “I haven’t been outside this house in five years but just that name alone changes all thought processes. A chance to see God, live
Boots on the Ground: Porto Portugal! Final chapter, Portugal The Food
I've already shared with you the francesinha from my first day in Porto. Before. With proper gravy application. And the detritus afterwards. For the public record, the beer you see in the photos "Super Bock" is a goddamn keeper. That shit is delicious and always served cold and frosty. Hell a man could drink that
Boots on the Ground! Porto Portugal. Part 1; Getting There
Boots on the Ground Down Under, the Third and Final Installment
Your “Boots on the Ground 2: Australian Boogaloo” Tuesday Night Open Thread
Are You Ready For Some Football and Boots on the Ground?
Wumbo Wednesday With Weaselo: “This is a Woodlawn-bound 4 Train.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lwZdDyH9LLc Ah, yes, summer in the big city. The subway stations are oppressively hot (dear god, Herald Square in summer), the Mister Softee trucks have been pushed out by bootlegs (like New York Soft Serve), and the Canada wildfire smoke has (mostly) subsided! We hope. It's that time, because they don't yearly
