I used to have some whiskey stones until I got tired of taking a pile of rocks to the face.
I used to have some whiskey stones until I got tired of taking a pile of rocks to the face.
Right, like I can’t explain the flavours I am accustomed to. And I can’t even explain the new one (neither before nor after). But like… good hell/bad hell? I’m going with good hell.
I never used to like it. Then I got COVID. My taste and smell died and were resurrected one Easter morning, but all weird-like. Now I love black liquorice. Tastes like eating a tire but in a good way.
Kill Bart! Kill Bart!
Kill, Bart! Kill, Bart!
People lock their doors; everyone understands.
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Gottem!
Those vanilla pods will be lovely in the banana bread. But where are the bananas?
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Where’s my round?
I don’t know about you, but I also rely on sounds & feel when I drive.
Of course. When I feel myself driving into a wall, I stop immediately.
Ok, well, it’s stuck in my head now, so https://youtu.be/d5XJ2GiR6Bo
Smell changed way more than taste. Most things now just smell like alien farts.
The flavour has changed for me. I adore Jägermeister now, too. Actually I enjoy a lot of “herbal” flavours since.
I know the smell of burning rubber from the before time. I kind of imagine this new flavour like biting into a soft and chewy that. Plus flower petals or whatever.