Gross, classic rock /pop are full of gross stories like that.
Caroline, every time. Easy choice.
Sweet Home Alabama really grinds my gears. Neil Young sings about systemic racism in the south and Skynard retorts ‘yea some people here are racist ♪ but not all of us are ♪ frig off Neil Young♪ whoa now look at the sky’. Horse shit lyrics, sick composition.
If outkast had as many tarps as they have pets that roof might still be up.
I love when owners give a sassy response, or when a one star review tells a story about the owner that makes me laugh.
My favorite local pizza shop is several generations family run, everything from scratch, and everything is done a certain way. I know everyone who works there and has ever worked there, and when me and the boys read this review, even though we all moved away, we knew it was true because it’s completly on brand.
Best Pizza going, but their menu is on bristle board and they don’t do complicated orders.
I call it a sock chair, but I see where they’re coming from.
Fossil fuels produce terrible waste we store in the air that we breathe.
And I helped