His studio apartment was quite small and felt even smaller due to the ominous presence of a giant cross made out of heavy hand-hewn timbers, which he would haul around the courtyard and perimeter of the apartment complex nightly while wearing not much besides an actual crown of thorns, while drinking red wine and flagellating himself with a leather whip, reliving the blood sacrifice that redeemed us all as a way to thank Jesus for delivering him from the box of snakes (and freaking out the other residents in the apartment complex in the process, although weirdly they all just kind of ignored him). 

Nobody's even spilled a drink on it!

I mean it’s year 2020 family fun, 2 kids playing their iPads with their headphones on lying on the kitchen floor, @karenhiggins reading what I can only guess is a romance novel, and I’m drinking water trying to shake a Friday night of beer and video games.

Responsible leverage. ie: don’t drink the “no money down!!”

One of the teachers who worked for him had a drinking problem.

Never drink and post

If we drink, we drink at home instead of going to a local bar. 

It will clean the insides and remove mineral buildup.

oh we still need to grab a drink sometime.

Ranch land, farm land, land with preservation easements or environmental easements, land for wildlife, water, air, mineral rights of land, land for development and subdivision, and general land use of all kinds.