Wouldn't F: All of the above.. include E: None of the above?
also...
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The paradox is resolved by quantum mechanics somehow. Similar to late hopping an IPA.
BTW...
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Wouldn't F: All of the above.. include E: None of the above?
also...
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Does it change anything beerwise if the cat is climbing into your pajamas while they are around your ankles as you sit on the pot?
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The paradox is resolved by quantum mechanics somehow. Similar to late hopping an IPA.
BTW...
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wait...what?!
Who exactly is taking that picture...?
I'm just trying to support the poor American Hops farmer.
Herding Turtles is a lost art...Kinda like malt forward beers.![]()
what.. you don't want to support Maltsters?
Herding Turtles is a lost art...Kinda like malt forward beers.![]()
(Husband, from bathroom): "Honey, get in here, quick! And bring the camera!"
Nah.. that's too simple. It has to be more elaborate. Maybe a camera mounted to the wall using knex, popsicle sticks, and duct tape. Wired to a sensor that would pick up a signal transmitted from the cat's collar. The guy was probably sitting there for 3 days waiting on the cat to finally lay down in his pants, which he had laced with catnip.
Yeah.. that sounds more like it.
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Nope, just one healthy sized selfie-stick Japan style.
Occam's Razor agrees with you.
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Or at least a horse.
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What is this??
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I think a lot of new "craft" beer drinkers don't think a beer is any good unless it's over 50 IBUs. "I'm so cool and edgy, only the most extremest of the extreme beers impress me. Being a craft beer connoisseur for 6 months has made me incredibly jaded." When I read reviews like "Worthington White Shield is mediocre, it doesn't have enough flavor, and needs to have 250 more IBUs, bleh bleh bleh" I want to reach through the monitor and start choking people.
Lemme tell ya somethin'...back in my day, we had Tupper's Hop Pocket. It had 50 IBUs and we were happy with it. If you've never heard of it, go back to your MyFaces and selfie sticks and scarf shopping or whatever it is you young whippersnappers do nowadays. Where's my damn blood pressure medicine...![]()
Did you have to walk uphill both ways through 4ft of snow and ice to get to that Hop Pocket?
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Occam's Razor agrees with you.
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Or at least a horse.
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No but his dad hauled ass all over looking for them in a 57 Chevy with no seat belts for young Jerry.