For me it's take 'fall foliage' ride and more or less do the same. Get up early, and go for a ride and get a ton of food along the way and slowly go into a food coma while looking at the leaves changing color.
That would be fun riding around New England that time of year. I have a daughter living in New Hampshire for the time being, visiting her next week in fact. I'll have to look into renting a bike for a future trip.
Actually, anything with a bash shell will not like that command.
Now that you mention it, I recall back in the day a couple of the engineers at work were fucking with a and coaxed him into entering some variation of that command on his Unix workstation. It's all fun and games until you get your ass chewed out by the supervisor. I think it was shortly after that we all switched to Windows machines.
Oh and as an Italian murican I’m well versed on the fine cheeses my motherland has to offer as well as what comes out of the Midwest (have family in Wisconsin and always pick up cheese hoards when there..while also telling packer fans they suck at life).
I have a buddy in the western part of the Wisconsin, so he's a Vikings fan, but I can still give him shit about that, and do all the time. He would get me back by sending me care packages full of venison and locally made cheeses. It was literally a "fuck you" move. Hunting blacktail deer in California is very hard, where as for the whitetail deer in much of the Mid West and eastern parts of the country it's like shooting fish in a barrel. When his kids were young and living at home they would get 5 deer tags each, and fill them all from his back porch. The care packages have slowed down in recent years, but he would send me fresh venison steaks and his home made venison sausage and venison salami. He loves nothing in life more than calling me at the end of deer season and hearing that I got skunked (sometimes for the second straight year,) and to tell me about the huge ones stuffed in his freezers.
Then I call him to whish him a merry Christmas, and listen to him bitch about shoveling the drive way two or three times a day.
