Well. You've pretty fully defined the way I'll picture you from now on.
Don't be silly. You're far from expendable.
I think we're referencing two very different redshirts, unless I'm wrong about how much interstellar war there is in basketball. Which is also possible.
You could probably argue that I did. Residual teen angst makes philosophical redcoats out of all of you on the wrong day.
Did you get extra ranch on them?
Well now you're all american.
I'm not even going to dignify that with a response. Well, except for the response responding that I will not respond.
Let's move away from the topic of condiments and go to bread - did you go white, wheat or rye? Perhaps the Jalepeno Cheddar roll?
I must admit I am a sucker for foccacia.
That's a little too bold for my taste.
Ranch flavored Mayo needs to happen.