rando: i don’t care for that thing
me [lips to microphone] KEEP SCROLLING BITCH
rando: i don’t care for that thing
me [lips to microphone] KEEP SCROLLING BITCH
Cormac McCarthy: Nothing compels man’s palate than war. Violence preexisted man, but man nurtured it, cultivated it like a dark vineyard. Drank it like a wine and buried the pomace for rebirth.
Joe Bastianich: Smart.
Gordon: Don’t forget the seasoning.
Cormac McCarthy: Nothing compels man’s palate than war. Violence preexisted man, but man nurtured it, cultivated it like a dark vineyard. Drank it like a wine and buried the pomace for rebirth.
Joe Bastianich: Smart.
Gordon: Don’t forget the seasoning.
Cormac McCarthy: Nothing compels man’s palate than war. Violence preexisted man, but man nurtured it, cultivated it like a dark vineyard. Drank it like a wine and buried the pomace for rebirth.
Joe Bastianich: Smart.
Gordon: Don’t forget the seasoning.
Cormac McCarthy: Nothing compels man’s palate than war. Violence preexisted man, but man nurtured it, cultivated it like a dark vineyard. Drank it like a wine and buried the pomace for rebirth.
Joe Bastianich: Smart.
Gordon: Don’t forget the seasoning.
me: I shall pack nothing, edward. my paradise supplies its own heavenly treasures
me: I shall pack nothing, edward. my paradise supplies its own heavenly treasures