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Not. Even. Close.

Was 1yr & 3mo, now many decades

No zeni, you misheard. It was "bad beer". (which by the way 'rots our young guts but vodka goes well, get some, get some now')

I thought you were referring to the usual divot in the dirt at the end of the slide. The playground/park outside of my old condo had some sort of rubberized surface. The weird thing about the pic, it looks like there's another opening behind that red post, and maybe another near the shade way behind the slide. Makes me wonder if they were supposed to be filled with something, which the edges of the concrete around the openings would still seem dangerous. Or maybe, "They all float down there".

Thank you Disco. I was beginning to wonder if anyone noticed.

You left out the "Human Operator" who was actually behind the wheel. And inevitably, we'll need to add the hacker(s).

'smatter? Don't want to drink a cup of "IcyHot"?

What about caribou? "It's got a sort of woody quality about it."

Sorry, no cake - tiramisu. Mmmmm, so good!

I've progressed beyond the need for "sweet" in everything for the most part. Could be due to my grandmother working for Mars Candies when I was little - too much candy.

Potato pancakes. Closest I come to "Hot & Sweet" food is egg pancakes (aka crepes) with butter & a little powdered sugar.

Not into sweet & hot foods. I sub garlic powder for the cinnamon sugar - mmmmmmmmm!

REDRUM?

Can Sriracha flavor be far behind?

Full Disclosure moment: To be honest my Irish(?) heritage includes a Great Grandmother who was high up in the Illinois WCTU. (Hangs head in shame, while downing Guinness)

Apparently, you can just buy it

Darned Germans putting mustard in everything

Silante