It's too broiling〜😅

What is one word to describe your #weekend? Broiling. It was 102 F degrees on Friday, 100 F degrees on Sunday. That is hot for #RTP in #NorthCarolina. #MondayBlues

larry’s right but fuck him for that broiling request. she’s making a beautiful salmon dinner for her guests and sautéed isn’t good enough for you? hell i get it broiled salmon is great and honestly probably the better culinary move but you’re her guest you asshole fuck you

"the act or state of cooking something directly over or under high radiant heat: the act or state of broiling" - Webster Dictionary (Jade, OP, is referring to Yaitabashi's death in Tetro Blue)

Ate some special fungus on Friday and accidentally reset my brain, hard. Like the deep seeded panic that has been broiling in my chest for 5 years straight just up and disappeared and I feel so peaceful and optimistic 24/7

Still cancelling, dicing, and char-broiling you for this because you nerfed her massive whorish udders 😔 sorry brother, I have to make you into พะโล้...

LOL! Yup USA in summer, broiling outside, icebox inside.

What’s broiling a Job 👀

This is genuinely broiling me 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 is this a joke?

Broiling in my pee, a sexual gnome…

help this is broiling me

Standing at a broiling stove to carmelize onions when you want a quick bite sounds awful, I infants understand why they’d be confused or annoyed at the replacement suggestions. Maybe suggest other quick cold sandwiches?

That’s Houston, broiling outside, a meat locker inside. Been that way since they discovered air conditioning in the early 1960s. Love Houston!

Welcome to Texas where it’s broiling outside but you better carry a sweater for when you go inside!

For the last time. OTD in @NYRangers history: 1994 - The Rangers win their 1st Stanley Cup since 1940 with a Game 7, 3-2 win over the Canucks at MSG. Goals by Leetch, Graves, and Messier are enough. A day I will never forget. I was so happy to be in NY for it. The temp reached 94 degrees on a broiling day. I visited by 94 year old granny for the last time. I quit drinking in 1980. I said I would get drunk one more time - when the Rangers won the Stanley Cup. The bar was giving out freebies after the game. I got a Heineken. Drank half. Wanted no more. Haven't touched alcohol since. That didn't stop me from an all-night celly. Got back to my sister's at about 6 am. Had a 3 PM flight back to Seattle. A great day and night - and morning.

It’s truly the worst. I hate having to draw conversation out of someone and I’m a skilled conversationalist. I enjoy conversing about a lot of different subjects. “Hey/hi” with no context after is broiling. 🧐