

I have vivid memories of desperately trying to tell my dad that All That was just SNL but with kids, and it was hilarious. Now my five-year-old has found the All That reboot on YouTube, and I feel the pain that my father had felt.
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An invincible wolf man, who is like a wolf in every regard save for the fact that he can fly.
(Note: This might be misinformation)
I have vivid memories of desperately trying to tell my dad that All That was just SNL but with kids, and it was hilarious. Now my five-year-old has found the All That reboot on YouTube, and I feel the pain that my father had felt.
Hey, I have friends who are white and gold… I’ve worked with white and golds.
I’ve never seen it at white and gold. Even the brightened photo, while I understand what’s happening to make people see white and gold, is still blueish/purple and black to me. Does that mean I have a tumor?
How did all of this brain damage manifest itself?
Amulets of Mara should honestly be a thing for normal people that don’t want to use an app designed for shallow fucking.
“This!”
“Thanks for the gold, kind stranger!”
Why do they have to say the things? People don’t say the things here.
Consumables in games are usually shit. Witcher 1 is one of the only games that I truly put them to good use.
Average TikTokers be like, “Kud dis be a reel Navajo skinwalker?”
waking up suddenly at 3:30am in December of 2290
“…why he do it?”
It’s available in Canada, but I’m not sure about the UK. The large Italian sausages come in mild or spicy. We’re not particularly big fans of the spicy variety, but mild is excellent. Not sure how they managed to simulate the somewhat dry and chunky inside of a pork sausage so well. There are also Beyond Breakfast Sausages, but I haven’t tried them yet.
Couldn’t agree with you more! I absolutely love Beyond Meat products. My wife is a life-long vegetarian, and she’s the reason I consume 90% less meat than I used to. It’s equal parts idealogy and convenience. It got really annoying having to constantly cook up my own seperate portions for dinner. I kind of liked her veggie alternatives, albeit lacking in previous years, but then Beyond Meat dropped and completely changed the game. Now I prefer Beyond Beef over real beef. It’s cleaner, it tastes better, doesn’t have to be seasoned, and I’m not taking something’s life from it because I wanted to taste it in my mouth.
Beyond Sausage has also been perfected recently, and I eat a lot of those. I find the newest formula to be indistinguishable from real Italian sausages. And as a bonus, I manage at a grocery store, so I can order in those Gardein Supreme Chick’n fillets/nuggets, or the Gardein Seven-Grain Tenders and purchase them at cost. Saves us a fortune.
Any other suggestions? Plenty of room in my freezer!
I just spent ten minutes trying to figure out what the cutest breed of cow is, and just wound up feeling awful about the already miniscule amount of beef I still consume. Thinking it’s time to call it quits entirely.
Thank you! Genuinely, that means a lot to hear. I’ve never heard anyone compliment my prose, but it’s something I value a lot in other literature, and have a hard time getting into novels that are lacking it.
I’ve been wanting/trying to write a fiction book for years, but I have a horrible habit of knocking out a few pages and then getting into my own head and picking apart my work. I’ll end up reworking it sentence by sentence until I hate whatever’s left. Your nice comment makes me want to try again. All the best to you!
They’ll just cook it on the same nasty spot they cook all the meat. It’s what all the restaurants get wrong with their Beyond/Impossible options. My wife loves Beyond Burgers at home, but she won’t order them from any restaurant because they cook them on the same grill that’s been used to fry up greasy beef all day. She doesn’t care if the grill has been cleaned. She just can’t do it, and I get it.
No harm done. I really appreciate the pleasant response.
Honestly, as gross as one could argue that my nest kind of was, it was never so bad that I wouldn’t have my friends over. But I’ve seen some infinitely worse situations that smelled like sour milk and had mold on the mattress. The kind that make you feel ill just thinking about.
A big part of it is clothing being reworn again and again without proper washing. I used to be a fat slob myself, completely with a room full of dirty dishes and everything. Armpits and ass are only half the problem. I’d say perhaps only 1/3 of it. The big one for my past self (and for similar creatures who cross my path in the modern day) is old, musty clothing. Like jeans that have been put on so many times they they now smell a little damp and slightly mushroom-like. Shirts that have spent time wadded up in the corner of the bedroom, absorbing the smell of sweat and piss, only to be put on again when the dweller could find nothing cleaner to wear. They spend all their time in that space, immune to the smell around them, and can no longer detect the odors on their own. So they bring it with them everywhere they, to polluting cleaner, fresher spaces with their miasma.
I can usually guess (with accuracy) approximately how many cats a dweller has in their household (always far, far too many) just by smelling them as they walk by. These smells often clue you into what forms of memes and social media they consume as well – usually Pepe, Wojack and 4chan – but not always with similar accuracy. There are outliers, like my past self, 20 years now gone… Weird, dank, smelly leftists, with kind hearts and good intentions, but smelling oh so very fucking terrible, and always oh so fucking lonely.
It usually takes a good partner to help clean up that mess. A motivator. But a dweller who dwells that deep will find great difficulty finding one, for such partners do not dwell where the dweller does.
That was your takeaway? That I wasn’t inclusive in who potentially finds the feet arousing? Plug in whatever you would like. I’m not making fucking rules here.
I have to agree with this one. I acknowledge that feet are indeed connected to genitalia via nerves, but I highly, highly doubt that’s the reason that viewing a woman’s bare feet makes some men horny. I don’t think the foot fetish is about her and/or her nerves or pleasure at all. It’s a simple matter of getting to see an often delicate looking body part that is usually concealed, and being allowed to interact with them in a sexual way. I’m more of a butt/thighs/hips guy, myself.
It’s actually illegal to take a homeless man’s hair unless he gives it to you.