Winston-Salem, NC. This looks like 3/4 of our downtown hipster spots. Except everything here is also a microbrewery. Soooo many different IPAs. I didn’t realize that there were so many ways to make beer that tastes like shit.
Winston-Salem, NC. This looks like 3/4 of our downtown hipster spots. Except everything here is also a microbrewery. Soooo many different IPAs. I didn’t realize that there were so many ways to make beer that tastes like shit.
Nah, it’s kinda nice to let them swing in the breeze.
Watermelon is why. But, dammit, everyone loves watermelon.
I miss my socks and underwear presents as an adult. I can’t be arsed to go out and buy my own.
Looks like it could be some sort of early accessory/power port.
I argue with people on the Internet so that my partner gets less of my batshit crazy.
You crank it to 11.
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This was 8ish years ago. I saw them all the time, but I never named them. They would watch me close, and occasionally I could stroke their bodies, but I never really put myself in a position to get bitten. The female was the biggest yellow rat I’ve ever seen at easily 6-7 feet, but was usually super chill with me putting my camera in her face. The male was a bit smaller, but also more unpredictable and had I got bitten, it would’ve totally been him. Sadly that tree eventually fell and they moved on right before I did. I’m glad, too though. I doubt the next tenant would’ve been as gracious as me with the giant snakes in the yard.
Plowed makes the top of my list for Sponge, but Molly rocks too.