Yeah, the actual fork bit of 2 is nice but I don’t like utensils with dump truck ass; they’re top heavy when in use.
Yeah, Jobs is admittedly an imperfect comparison because Trump doesn’t seem the type to try and combat cancer with fruit salad and good vibes (that seems like more of an RFK thing if any of them). I could, however, absolutely see Trump firing any doctor who dared suggest major lifestyle changes or anything like that until he ends up with some quack who will happily tell him whatever he wants to hear as long as the check clears. Shitcanning anyone who has the audacity to try to be the adult in the room and replacing them with whatever sycophant chortles his balls with the most enthusiasm is like half his personality. That’s gonna be a major fucking hindrance to anyone who’s job would involve at least occasionally giving him bad news.
So did Steve Jobs.
All the medical expertise in the world mean jack dick if one is too much of an egomaniacal jackass to admit that the doctors may, in fact, know better than you.
Should we put all our eggs in that basket? Absolutely the fuck not, but it does still bear noting.
Oh hey, someone else is still immediately reminded of Mission Hill everytime they hear something referred to as kafkaesque.
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And when you couldn’t find one?
I hope Sesame Street just goes all in, owns this, and has Bert and Ernie get married already. They haven’t done a wedding since Maria and Luis in the 80s and we all know those two are banging.
In my limited interaction with people who have moved away from Trump, there seems to be a “well they all actually fucking suck” stage in the middle. Would guess it’s that.
I remember lying about my age and signing actual ink and paper petitions opposing that when I was barely into my teens. Felt then and honestly still feels now that a lot of this country just jumped squarely up its own ass after 9/11 and simply never came back out again.
Can’t help but wonder what happens if both he and Trump keel over in the next 6 months.
I think collecting those was a bit of a thing in the 60s and 70s, I’ve run across multiple older folks who did. Pretty sure it eventually crossed with the “turn random shit into lamps” fad in the 70s because that seems to have become a fairly popular thing to do with them.
Look dude, if one ever does admit as such to me in person i will put on my best customer service smile, lie through my goddamn teeth, and pretend they’re not, at best, a fucking dumbass because yeah, any port in a storm and all that. As far as right now though? Let people vent. It’s highly unlikely the dipshit in the article is reading this thread and I ain’t kissing phantom ass.
What’s the difference between an A10 and an F47?
One’s named after an ugly, foul-smelling pig and the other is a Warthog.
I remember there being a comedy site back when olestra was a thing where some dude decided to test how much he’d have to eat before basically shitting himself inside out. He essentially journaled gradually increasing amounts for like a week and a half. If memory serves, it was roughly one whole bag of chips in a day before symptoms began and 2 bags before he hit full on ass leakage.
New England area checking in - currently about 5.90 at Aldi and like 8.10ish at stop and shop.
Edit: per dozen
When I was a kid, my mom used to occasionally put leftover spaghetti in a pie dish as a “crust” and use that to make quiche.
Based on that, I would say very gently dip each slice of your spabreadi in an egg wash and briefly bake. I suspect it would solidify enough for grilled cheese. Texture would probably be fucking weird though.