Yes, it is that time again. Time to set the clocks ahead one hour, and spend the next two weeks adjusting. Pick one. Links? "Sorry, your activities are jeopardizing safety. Contract canceled." As the owner of a coffee house that lives and dies by coffee and eggs, this...
An absolute epic self own by Z yesterday. These events are prearranged and highly orchestrated. Show up, sign the agreement, get fete'd by the most powerful man in the world, and go home with missiles. No, no, old Volodymyr walked into the Oval Office, in front of the...
Seriously, Team Blue is so retarded these days, I don't know how they remember to breathe. Trump is a fascist dictator because he's reducing the size and scope of government, and returning power to the states and the people. Whut? And Dem governors are furious. Time...
Spuds goes further West.
The squirrels abide, and there are Links inside.
Everything is blooming and my face hurts. But that won’t stop the Links!
Get yer red hots heeyah!
Hey there, hi there, ho there!
I ain’t Union. Get over it.
“No man can eat 50 eggs.” Well, Swiss has succumbed to a similar Raclette challenge. But the Links must go on!
O.M.F.G.
Which came first, the rabbit or the egg?
Time for some Links.
Shai-Hulud will brook no delay in, the Links!
I can haz brain fart.
What time is it? Links?!?
I mean, it’s not like he needs the help.
You need a proper beer to wash down the evening links.
Come on in for sunny, toasty links.
That’s what I’m talkin’ about.
Glibs Gulch is alive and well.
Just slip it into a bun and come on in for the links.
Goy, oh goy, here come the Links!
Ooh la la! Come on in for The Links!
A serious discussion.