I’m not explaining this one to the kids. Someone else can.
I’m totally heterosexual by the way. In case anybody would question my sexuality. But nobody would because I’m so obviously heterosexual. I mean, I drive a humongous truck, and I wear cowboy attire and I absolutely love Brokeback Mountain, the cowboy documentary, and I eat meat, and I am heterosexual, so yeah.
Also, one of my favourite hobbies is making my own fudge which I then pack and send to all my friends.
That picture has to be doctored because he is out of shape and fat
Bezos did it first:
NEY YORK CITY?!
All hat, no cattle.
For the kids:
Thank you. You’re doing the work of some lord or other.
Can I just say that as someone who enjoys dressing in the fancier western getups (think Tombstone) this more cosplay-rugged look screams insecurity when worn by people trying to look… Like they do manual labor?
Like he’s a billionaire. Where’s the tailored frock jacket, vest, and bolo tie, with a $3k hat. At least that way he wouldn’t be a poser
Or the regular, modern version: boots, jeans, belt, flannel, aaaaand $3k hat. In the summer, you swap your wool hat for straw, but don’t you DARE wear short pants or a t-shirt.
Right? You can make that look cool, especially with his level of money
NEW YORK CITY!?!?
Get a rope…
We make pretty good food. Lots of people from all over the world living it up in the city.
I’d bet you can get damn good salsa, but perhaps not as easily as just talking to some gente right there in Texas.
Never been to tx, no plans to, just saying the real mexicanos will know what’s up, whether in NYC or Texas.
Never seen the commercial there referencing, I take it?
😬 no, guess I wooshed myself haha
There were a series of commercials for Pace “Picante Sauce” in the 90’s of the formula:
- Some cowboys
- campfire time
- They start eating salsa. Not like, with anything, just eating salsa.
- New guy says “Try some of my salsa.”
- one of the other guys reads the label and says “This stuff is made in New York City.”
- Everyone else yells “NEW YORK CITY?!?!”
- cut to announcer proclaiming Pace is made of pure roots and toots for the ultimate shit kicker rodeo experience
- cut back to new guy being hilariously tied up or otherwise cowboy punished.
It’s funny because it insinuates that Texans can and will read.
Some Texas food is fucking good, but lots of it is shitty chain food, and garbage salsa has been had there as well.
There’s also really good (California level) burritos available in Boston if you know where to look. Anna’s Taqueria specifically.