I wouldn’t have thought it would be so quiet, what with the coffins.
I wouldn’t have thought it would be so quiet, what with the coffins.
Fellas, does women having normal biological functions make you feel homosexual?
Where I live, the indoor smoking bans started in the early 2000s. Before then, people that went to bars and clubs ended the night smelling like cigarette smoke whether they themselves were smokers or not. Sometimes even eating out at a restaurant would leave you smelling like a smoker. Back in those days, though, I was still so used to it that dealing with it was second nature.
For most of my life the smell didn’t really bother me, but I’ve found that within the past 5 years or so it does.
As a child, I guess I just grew up with it, so it didn’t bug me much. I hated being teased about it at school, which was a regular thing. I also used to hate how the tar would build up on the walls of our house to the point where it would form tear-like patterns. My parents kept an otherwise reasonably clean and tidy house, but for some reason THAT didn’t bother them, so periodically I’d spend a few hours scrubbing our walls to get rid of the stains and cut down on the smell a bit.
My parents ,much of my family, as well as most of their friends smoked indoors, in their cars, and even in restaurants. Despite living in near poverty for parts of my childhood, they chain smoked cartons of cigarettes a week. Must have been expensive.
I wish I could say that they stopped smoking, but no. The worst part for them isn’t even the fact that they know that it has taken at least a decade or more off their lives. It’s the realization at how much they are missing out on near the end of their lives and how difficult it is living with debilitating health issues from smoking. They simply cannot do what other people their age take for granted.
And to the title of the post: Yes, I was the kid in the car while my parents chain smoked cigarettes. Sometimes they rolled the windows down, though I’m not sure if that was better since it meant the ashes and red hot “cherry” would inevitably come flying back in and smack me in the face.
Why you peeing in that thing, bro? The two big arches ought to be enough for any halfway intelligent person to realize that you’re supposed to stick your buttocks there not your beanie-weenie. Dries out your logs so that they don’t make as big a mess when you pick them up to toss them into the sink.
There’s a saying amongst us ass breathers in regards to all you nose breathing assholes: “they hate us because they anus.”
My credit card offers virtual credit card numbers AND the ability to auto-lock the virtual numbers so you can set a date and after that the number will not accept new charges.
I make sure to use a virtual card number for everything subscription based, then I immediately set the auto-lock feature to expire in a few days (give the initial charge time to clear but still plenty of time before the subscription would otherwise renew).
Some subscription services make it super tough to cancel. This method fixes that issue for the most part. Some subscription services terminate immediately once you cancel the subscription, even if you still have “time left” otherwise. This way you don’t really have to formally unsubscribe. It’s easy peasy pumpkin breezy as the common folk like to say.
When someone asks a thing like this on Lemmy, look up the same thread on Reddit (guaranteed to find it was recently also posted there) and copy-pasta some of the top posts. Guaranteed worthless internet up arrows.
Seems like it would depend on the poison.
I hope your system is doing butter thesis dames. sister is doing better these days.
Sort of weird looking by current standards. I don’t know how long it will be before I see one of these. I live in a rural area, and our local USPS seems to use personal vehicles I guess? I don’t really know for sure, but they don’t drive the standard white and blue box that USPS drivers had when I lived in more urban/suburban settings.
No. And he’s not just mad at cat ladies.
This whole idea that people with biological children are more invested in the future of the country than those without kids is just a thinly disguised dog whistle that’s firmly rooted in misogyny and homophobia.
This is a line that theoretically doesn’t precisely and specifically just target homosexuals, there’s also “collateral damage” to infertile couples and those who choose to go child-free. And there’s a sufficient number of those people that it serves as the basis for plausible deniability. That they specifically call out “cat ladies” fully reflects the misogynistic aspects of it. But make no mistake, this is undeniably a basis they might use to deny rights to the LGBT+ community.
Don’t swing on that one, Matt threw up on it.
My best friend has an unnatural talent for this sort of thing and really enjoys toying with conspiracy theory nuts.
When folks start talking about crazy shit, it makes me very anxious and I tend to shut down. Not my buddy. He eggs them on, encourages it, and gets them to say things or agree with things that are even more outlandish than where they conversation started. Things will start at “China invented covid to kill off old people” and somehow end up at “Hillary Clinton paid to have her chromosomes added to the covid vaccines so that DNA evidence can no longer be used against her in the courts”.
I was thinking more along the lines of big black cockatiel as long as I don’t have to foot the bill. But beggars can’t be choosers so I’ll take what you’re dishing.
Look, I’m down to joke around about eating suburban pets, but I draw the line at discussions about Idaho. I do have standards.
I save money by not even using lemons. I simply add a minute amount of dehydroxyl-5-ca carbomethyl-tridiamine hexanepolyethylene which tastes vaguely lemony but also causes elbow cancer. Treatment for which is patented by one of my subsidiary companies, so I make a good chunk of income with the cause and cure for that one specific disease.
Could really use some Labrador recipes right about now. Anybody got any good ones?
Is this another bear versus man thing except we replace the bear with a machine and the man with a creepy fucking masked maniac who’s clearly more of a threat than a bear in the woods would ever be?
Lemming is the correct answer, but I’ll also accept Lemmin’ mostly because I’d love for there to be some kind of meet-up, like a Lemmin’ Party or something.