SlappyKincaid

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ehh, yes and no. As a straight guy, from the major relationships I've been in, and having observed my friends' I can understand this being an idea, but it's debatable, it's context specific. It's character specific. There's shitty men, there's shitty women. Sometimes you get unlucky. Sometimes you keep getting unlucky. Shitty people are shitty regardless what plumbing they have.

My gay friends that are out and fabulous, I don't think they give a shit what the neighbors think, but there's a few who are still one foot in the closet, maybe holding onto the doorknob still, maybe that's why they end up talking with who they talk with. That's interesting, I never thought about it that way. I wonder if it's like that with lesbians, I know way more gay guys than I do lesbians, for whatever reason. I don't know if I fully get what you mean by the rest of that. The type of girl who is going to cheat on her boyfriend... or in this case I guess girlfriend... I don't know why people cheat, I don't care what you are and what you like, unless you're polyamorous and so is your partner, in which case this shit wouldn't matter, the fuck's wrong with you. Love the one you're with, but if you don't love them, don't torture them by staying. Men and women both cheat, pretty much about the same, and in circles where people aren't pieces of shit, both are treated as equally shitty. It's a shitty thing to do. ...Didn't this start as talking about weirdly large age gaps? I think I missed something, or just went off on a tangent

One of my friends had something basically shake loose in his cars engine while he was driving, it basically destroyed itself from the inside. I can't remember what he said happened, but he had been driving and then I guess had to stop driving, no one got hurt so it wasn't an explosion or anything like that, but he ended up selling the car for scrap because it was more than trading it in at the time. I don't know if something like a belt would trigger the light, although maybe now it's possible? I can check my tires and some other things with a button, maybe there's some crazy sensor on some belts. That's fucking scary, guess I need to not procrastinate this one... except my 3 10-hour days are coming up, so... fffffffuuuuuu

golddiggers and sugardaddies know no gender bounds apparently. Although I feel like I would pick up on the weirdness if I knew an actual couple that was an old guy and a really really young guy. I see it in movies or shows, but usually those characters are exaggerated, but I wager they're based on someone. I think I know some young guys who seem to attract old dudes, though, and I don't know if they're looking to attract old dudes or if it's coincidence, I don't get that involved in who my friends hook up with.

It's still money I don't really have, there's so many people after my paychecks as it is. I do actually know two people who are mechanics, but I don't know if I know either of them well enough to ask that kind of favor. I think one of them would, but I barely see her outside of here and there on facebook, and would feel really awkwards being like "oh hey, muh car broke, btw whats up, how're you..."

Pigs are ok people, it's only if you starve them or let them run feral that they turn into assholes

...oh Well, I know that feeling, and my initial question remains. Why would you want to go back?

No one that I'm good enough friends with, at least I don't think so. Even then, I wouldn't expect someone to fix it for free, assuming its something that needs "fixing" The bigger issue is the time thing, I ain't got time for this. I work all week and it's the holiday season, these pallets don't unload themselves unless they were built by morons.

with my luck I'd get it and plug it in and it would tell me my car has cancer Whats the most fucked part is I need to get to work, and I don't have the time to even bring it in anywhere, aside from the whole "oh shit, they want to be paid for their services, damn" You know, I wonder if my stepdad has one of those, I feel like I remember him saying he'd gotten one. But then I'd have to tell my parents the light is on, and my mom's a worrier.

I know it's not the gas cap, and it supposedly has "34% oil life" remaining from when I changed it last. I have noticed sometimes it feels like it doesn't want to accelerate as well as it used to, like there's a lag between me giving it more gas and the car changing gears, which makes me fear transmission issues, which while I ain't really a "good at cars guy", it's only just ticked over to 50k, I shouldn't be having tranny issues already, should I?

People = Shit

This thread is gay. Shitpost aside, why do super closeted guys go so far beyond into extreme homophobia? Like many a republican evangelical, caught in a bathroom with a male prostitute, or the like, I don't understand the surpression of yourself to the point where you go out of your way to cause harm to yourself and others like you. I don't know if this exists with super closeted lesbians, I would assume so, but it seems like it's usually the dudes who lose their shit instead of admitting that they like penises. I consider it silly, even though its extremely dangerous and harmful, but ridiculous might be a more gooder description word.

Fucking... Goddamnit. Basically what it feels like, with a touch of "THERE GOES AN WHOLE PAYCHECK" Shit ass fuck. Merry christmas

It's a metaphor for life, nothing you do matters and we're all gonna die

Is this a job you left, or were let go from? Why would you want to go back? Oh, you said you left it. Why would you want to go back? Call me a cynic but odds are the reasons you left still exist there.

Of which? Scotch or bourbon or whiskey? I can suggest what of those that I like, I don't know if they're considered "good" but there's a few I always enjoyed and also some that were very nice as well but I couldn't afford them normally. I liked Jim Beam. It's not fancy, it's not special, but it didn't taste like shit and it wasn't stupid balls ass expensive. I was given a bottle of knob creek as a gift, that was pretty good, it had the smoky bourbony flavors with a smoother booze feel to it, it wasn't harsh to drink neat, and it wasn't one I would mix with anything. Jim beam i could drink straight, neat, rocks, whatever, i didn't feel bad mixing it, but I could also just neck it out of the bottle like a piece of shit and also not feel bad. Knob creek was not getting mixed, that was going into a small glass and then into my mouth slowly. That was some super fancy shit for me. I also liked Rebel Yell, but i've heard mixed things from other people who had it. I liked it, although I had the rye one. This is a really terrible review, but im an alcoholic so i wouldn't recommend total garbage, because believe me I've drank total garbage, and a lot of it. Scotch is a bit foreign to me, but johnny walker of a few different colors tasted like paint thinner to me. I'm trying to remember the names of the scotches I bought that weren't terribly expensive and didn't taste like actual poison. I'm failing at that task, but they were like $20 and were actually pretty good. They weren't ones i'd ever heard of, basic round bottle, the one was something like "21 notes" or "21 banks" something like that. They put it near some mid/low tier-ish scotches and I took a gamble because it wasn't a million dollars a bottle, and unlike johnny walker it didn't make me revolt physically. Johnny walker is paint thinner. Bad scotch has that paint thinner taste to it, unless thats what scotch is supposed to taste like, in which case Its possible I just don't like scotch. I have however had very expensive scotches before, fuck-all if I know what they were, but they were exceptional. Very smooth, rich flavor but no nasty weirdness. Would I buy them if I were rich? Maybe. But like with wine, there's a point where more expensive doesn't always mean better, and just because something's cheap doesn't mean it's diarrhea dogshit. Maybe you just don't like whiskey, but it can be good. Lots of people like rum, I'm hard pressed to recommend rum because there's basically only one I can drink, and even that sometimes doesn't sit well. Tequila can also be really good or really bad, similar to whiskey/bourbon/scotch. Gin, too. Bad gin is really bad. Good gin is really good, unless you don't like gin.

Regular lasagna can be a lot of work, but it's delicious. This seems good, but yeah, that's a lot of extra steps.

Johnny Walker is poopie, and bad scotch is really fucking bad, but good scotch is weirdly good. Bourbon and whiskey can be delicious, but when you get bad shit, it's reaaaaal bad.

That song is filthy.

It's goin out one way or the other

With enough sand, wind, and time, Anakin could have the high ground, assuming erosion would affect where Obi Wan had been the most.

it burns up in the atmosphere, moron, where you think mozzarella sticks come from? They don't just grow on trees

My first serious girlfriend, without getting too much into details, as soon as she started college, within a few months cheated on me, and we split. It was significant, but thats neither here nor there, anyway, she had gotten a job at a movie theater when we were first dating, and had apparently stayed working there for years, because several girlfriends later, as I was recently single and depressed and very very drunk, my friends dragged me to see "pacific rim", and I went to buy snacks or a drink or something, and who was there but my ex. And she was also close to the end of her shift that night, because when it was close to showtime, and we went back that way, she was in the "cafe" of the theater or whatever with some goober, and we both saw each other and both knew that we saw each other again, after the awkward snack bar incident. ...But she definitely made a bigger deal of being all affectionate to her dude because she saw me, and if I hadn't just gotten out of a 3 year relationship that ended with both of us just falling out of love, I wouldn't have given a shit. But here was this girl who when I was with her, there was a great deal of things that happened. And I was drunk, sad, single and alone, but dragged to see this movie... I can't help but think that she was rubbing it in, and at the time I was really fucking irritated by it, but I realize now that what (literally years before this) would be my first date with the girl who I had just ended the relationship referenced before, we saw a movie at that same theater and had bought tickets from my ex. And the more recent ex was much more attractive, not that the first was ugly, but still... So I feel like I remember these stories now, and have to wonder if there was any ...intention behind the first ex's "oh im at the movies and so happy with some doofy dude, oh look its my first bf over there and he smells like he bathed in alcohol for two days what a coincidence" This incoherent garble of symbols resembling english words might sound like the bitter ramblings of a drunken skunk, but what started as an actually bitter ramble turned into an introspective, because things that shouldn't have mattered when they bothered me, had explanations Also, I had a way better relationship with the more recent ex, both romantically and physically, so while drunk-me at the time was pretty fucking jimmy-rustled, at least I got to see pacific rim and then drink more and blackout and then like 5 years later have an epiphany about it ...huh. There is a small chance that i might have been consuming alcoholic beverages this evening, but this is an actually legitimate and truly positive epiphany. So, kids, when you're older and depressed, binge drink and go to the movie theater, and half a decade later, you might learn something

Oysters for breakfast? I mean, there could definitely be some crunch there, but a bowl of oysters and milk... Plus, the whole having to be "the hero of time" thing... I mean, really that's the thing holding me up.