

No need to apologize. You are entitled to your tastes. I can’t stand Adele and her “singing” is like cats scratching a chalkboard.


No need to apologize. You are entitled to your tastes. I can’t stand Adele and her “singing” is like cats scratching a chalkboard.


Elton played the top dog Pinball player that Tommy dethroned. He was wearing boots that were like 3ft tall.


There was a movie adaptation. Since Daltry was playing Tommy he couldn’t exactly sing so they did have people like Elton John, Ann Margaret and William Shatner sing songs. Elton John sang Pinball Wizard.
So both of you are correct.


Whole Lotta Love perhaps?


The driver is still in control of max speed via settings or dynamically. If you set the speed offset to 0%, it will set your max speed to the speed limit. There are also settings to control passing.


I love boiled mushy Brussel sprouts way more than caramelized or roasted.


The quadfecta of disgusting foods that are commonly enjoyed are coffee, raw tomatos, peanut butter and pickles. For coffee, the smell is so gross. I’d rather be in a barn than a coffee shop. But l love tomato sauce and peanuts. Well peanuts by themselves and not mixed in anything like ice cream or candy bars.


I love onions and prefer raw onions on burgers and sandwiches. I usually snack on them when I’m cutting the onion. But I absolutely can’t stand raw tomatos or pickles.


I worked very hard to like beer when I was in high school. It didn’t help that I was “borrowing” warm Old Milwaukee from my dad’s case in the basement.


I was just thinking that I haven’t heard a single Christmas song this year. I don’t go to many stores and they must not play music at the grocery store or big box hardware stores. I play music in my car off a usb drive so radio. TV shows or music are add free.


I haven’t considered Christmas to be religious in 30 years or so. To me, it’s just a time to take off work and exchange presents. Since my parents died, I don’t even have to go visit anyone. My son and I take little trip in lieu of a Christmas dinner. He likes Christmas traditions (secular) but he gets that through his other grandparents.


Day of the Triffids.
The worst dish my mom ever made (besides meatloaf of course) was “BBQ” chicken which is just cooked in a pot of coca cola and ketchup.
I like them depending on the fruit used
I’ve eaten many a dish with a combination of fruit, marshmallow and some kind of fluff.


He really believed the photoshopped fingers really had tattoos that spelled MS13. Not glyphs that mean MS13, but he thought they actually had MS13 tattooed on their fingers.
I can’t think of a place I’ve lived where discharge of firearms within city limits was not illegal. This moron probably didn’t care.