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Start thinking 'hey, I might want to eat something today. There's a jar of sauce in the fridge that needs to get used up - I'll make spaghetti. Where's the nuke-that-shit boat hiding?' Realize that the microwavable spaghetti boat is in the dish washer and I didn't run it yet because it wasn't full. I wish my cheap ramen had all the stupid things on it like in the picture.

That was Rampager. And it was pics of the first steel pin in my jaw because it would make him puke.

There is no such thing as shuffle when it comes to the almighty 8 track!

As I've been off-board for medical things in the past, there is one person on the boards that I have contact info that I've texted in the past so people don't have to freak out too much.

That garbage doesn't tell a story over several episodes. It's basically a one-n-done thing so that every episode can be re-aired in any sequence they feel like and nothing of value will be lost. Except brain cells.

That was the same episode as the clip I posted came from. It was Orel's teacher Sculpthem who got pregnant from rape, the abortion resulted in her being unable to ever have kids again. Her backstory was going to be gone into deeper but the script was denied outright so her story is told in mini-form in the same episode as Bendy's.

I've seen this one listed as a solid reason too. The depiction of regression caused by sexual trauma was considered a little too real and potentially triggering. So fair warning for anyone who hasn't actually watched Moral Orel, especially the last season where each episode was specifically written to explore the darker side of 'morality' .

Ross Perot. Despite being mocked for using a good old fashioned dry erase board to make points [ and for looking like a treasure troll ] , he got more than enough votes to make things look like they could become a functional 3-party system or at least make it worth politicians time to actually not phone it in. Then Buchanan invaded and skunked that sideways.

Back in I think my senior year, some classmates hopped in one of their cars to go to some barnparty a couple of towns away. They kept driving along the backroad that they thought was the right one and didn't realize they were in Canada until someone stopped to check a sign and it was in either German or Russian. And they managed to get back to town without passing an official anything or anyone. [ and before anyone yells 'canada is french!', there are spots where settlers settled that are their own main language; I once spent a weekend in an area where the main language was Finnish followed by passable English ]

Where do you think he got the talking points? That's about two hours worth of crybaby right there and any answer given is going to be called a lie unless it's being given by the faux noise candysexual, Yertle the Turtle or Kevin 'It's Everyone Else's Fault!' McCarthy.

Say to hell with it and hope the toilet isn't broken.

I've seen a crow bounce off the head of a hawk until the hawk decided to find another place to park it. And then that same badass crow get his ass kicked sideways by baby starlings.

It's actually getting semi-stupid up here too but you aren't as likely to hear about it because white people busted trafficking in both humans and fentanyl isn't as cool a sound byte for the local republican politicians. That and pots. Lots and lots of pots.

It's also based on facts from my own life since I've likely gone to more church than most of the people on these boards combined [ as well as large portions of the politicians running for offices as R ] and served as a witness for an underground same-sex wedding back when they could only be underground. I still have the t-shirt from that night - it has a little name tag on it that says 'Hello I am the Queen of the F-ing Universe'. No matter how many bibble verses I was expected to memorize, I never got a t-shirt.

If you want your kids to learn to hate one another, never ask questions about anything ever, and potentially get molestered - send them to church. If you want them to see every color in the promised rainbow, people existing for people, and people coming together to support others in times of personal crisis without passing a plate around - go to a drag show.

Oh shit...I think I was there when this was going down. I think that's one of the main hotels of Dragon Con.

How do you know he isn't? Dude is clearing the field and hitting it with Vicks for crying out loud.

Honey is soothing and anti-fungal. Considering its basically bee spit, its fairly hygienic. I prefer to use beeswax in homemade salves but I'm not sending buddy a jar to rub on his nuts.

They are just jealous. They'll never make a decent bearded Tinkerbell and they know it.

There's always the potential for someone to decide that there's a candy I missed in the poll that they 'like' better. Like the Cinnamon Toast Crunch [ technically a cereal but it's still cannibalism ] and the peanut M&M that buddy mentioned - I thought about including M&M's but they don't seem to be actively saying 'eat me' . It's more like they are demanding people eat their rabbit shits. I mainly stuck with those candies that have animated commercials of themselves literally begging to be put out of their misery. The Reeses commercials seem to be more about announcing here are these things, eat them. They don't even have eyes. Peeps have eyes. They are the last thing left in the cocoa mug when you use one of those as a marshmallow. Staring at you.

...you know what I mean. Those candies that just seem to beg to be ended and usually are as part of an animated commercial featuring themselves. They just want to die. Life is misery to them. Please eat them. Vote now to determine which will be crowned the Mr. Meeseeks of frickin' candy. Discuss!...

I burst into flames if I'm out in the direct sun for too long. If I ever move out of apartment land, it'll be to move to condo land because someone else will still be forced to do the yard work. I do tend to wear aprons now by choice and not because gender-forced. If I have a lot of cleaning or crafting to do, I pick an apron, handkerchief the hair and make that mess. No one messes with someone in a 'Los Hermanos Pollos' apron carrying cans of spray paint.

So...fun fact that I just read about... some people use Vick's to help shrink their waist. Buddy is gonna shrink his balls.

Just rename all poses 'pawanmuktasana' and roll with it... This joke brought to you by 'King of the Hill'.