Psylocide
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This, back at the San Antonio place. Burping BBQ smoke like a champ. The brontosaurus rib that Blacks tried to pass off as beef rib is still sitting heavy.
This thread is still a bit weird at the moment.
You're not the first to make that connection. I have more teeth and wear shirts.
Really? Is that good?
Better than I expected. The closest profile I can pull out of my arse is Mexican candy. Tart and sweet and spicy.
That was the least CS sour I had in my basement. Glad you liked it. Vacuuming out the car after the trip requires hops.
Like is a strong word. It was intriguing for sure though. Enough that I'll seek out others...like the 2 Hb sours I already have. And the one I think I accidentally made.
Move twenty-three boxes of flooring to the basement. Wiped out now - I think bed will be extra early tonight.
This is my beer. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My beer is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I master my life. My beer, without me, is useless. Without my beer, I am useless.
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Well said sir. Although others' may refer to their pepe as their best friend, but whatever.
The last person who performed the last remodel did a hell of a job. Sub structures and tile is difficult to remove. Not as far as hoped..what an as$hole he was![emoji2]
You're remodeling your own remodel? God I hope I'm out of this house before that has to happen. She's eyeballing our admittedly flawed kitchen.