You see this right here:
You know what that is?
The best fucking beer I’ve ever had, that’s what.
Not because it was a particularly good beer (it wasn’t – Coors light, I think). But because it’s about an hour after I completed the LA marathon (where I ran my fastest marathon yet, despite being jet-lagged to hell and having a serious case of the shits).
And what do you eat in Santa Monica after running a marathon and drinking beer?
Fried Chicken Waffles, that’s what.
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