When one attains the status in life that I've achieved, it is perfectly normal to flaunt it: I now shop exclusively at Kohl's (Ross' Dress For Less is a distant memory of a poorer time), I am a regular diner at the upscale Outback Steakhouse down the street, I drive a pre-owned model of one of Chevrolet's finer sedans, and I buy gourmet ice.
I can't believe there was a time when I would actually take water and freeze it to make ice. How barbaric!
Monday, March 10, 2008
When it Comes to Ice, I Don't Fuck Around
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The old ways of making ice are truly the best gourmet ways.
How much does this shit cost?
You know, when my wife Bonnie buys ice, she buys shit. But I like to taste my ice, so I by the gourmet stuff.
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