Typeverything.com - Deep in the Heart of Texas by Ryan Hamrick
Queso is not a soup; it is a dip. It is also a religion. And every faction will argue with you that theirs is the holy grail of chile con quesos.
Lake Travis: 2001 vs 2013
Poor Texas is thirsty.
SERIOUSLY THOUGH MY FRIENDS AND I WILL WALK AROUND IN T-SHIRTS AND SHORTS AND IT’S LIKE 1c OUT
I live in Austin. I saw a person wearing a ski coat with a face mask on it to take their dog for a walk when it was 60 degrees.
I’ve lived in Texas my entire life and even I laughed at that. But perhaps they just moved here from the equator?
On the flip-side, we don’t cancel sporting events for fear of heat exhaustion when it’s 80 degrees. You just drive by the high school football field when it’s 110 and weep for the poor kids in their pads and other gear.
(I respectfully submit that we change our state motto to SUMMER IS COMING. “Friendship” is lame. Most of the state will only be friends with you if you’re a white Republican dude.)
Accurate except no one in these photos are morbidly obese enough. Even that cowboy and horse should be morbidly obese.
"If Sparks [the judge]…has his way, the TABC can no longer prohibit breweries from telling customers or advertising where people can buy their favorite brand of brews; the TABC can no longer jack around with "beer" and "ale" labels based solely on alcoholic content; and the TABC can’t keep Texas breweries from broadcasting how strong their brews are."
Don’t you keep me from my Black Metal Imperial Stout, TABC.