1llamarampage
1llamarampage
1llamarampage

It's great that your big guy has lived that long. I've always loved great danes, but shied away because of the short lifespan. I guess a mix is the way to go.

I'm so glad for Stephen Fry. I want him to be happy almost more than I want to be happy myself, you know? QI has gotten me through so many bad times in my life - times when literally all I can do is lay in bed and queue up some YouTube vids, QI still manages to put a smile on my face.

More pictures please. Of both of them - the big dog is hilarious because he looks more like a german shepherd crossed with a shire horse.

The best boyfriend I ever had, I knew he was a keeper when our first "pillow talk" was about the difference between squid eyeballs vs. octopus eyeballs, a subject to which I have a deep and emotional reaction. The relationship hasn't lasted, but the memory of that alone is enough to make me hope we can salvage a

You mistook me. This is first date conversation, not profile fodder (not that I have a profile - I'm not an internet dater).

In all seriousness I am going to tell you my dating trick to weed out the people that just don't have a chance. I don't have much of a filter for when/if things are "appropriate" to say & I don't care to acquire one. I also have a number of academic interests that some might say are gross or weird. One of them is

Is this a personal preference, "I might be ruining my baby but if I MUST I'd like it to taste good" thing, or is thee some science behind it?

When I worked retail, I had a rule with myself that whenever I was off the clock, even if I was still in the store, I had the same status as every other person who was in there and not getting paid for it - that is, a customer. I have absolutely been bitingly rude to people who were rude to me in that nebulous space

This is in keeping with my research + experience of knowing someone with Celiac, as well. It might give you a bad tummy or a generalized "sick" feeling, but it usually goes unnoticed until the malnutrition starts to set in.

I've known one person who has Celiac, and when he brought it up, he said "I have Celiac disease - it means I can't eat wheat." No mention of "gluten" until little medically-minded me started with some delving questions. This was circa 15 years ago now, I was young, and it was the first time I had been introduced to

I volunteer as tribute/test subject whenever you want to try that out.

Just on a practical level, if what you say is true and she's keeping her cheating a secret she's told too damn many people. Look at their faces, at least 50% of the other people in the frame with her know that something is going on. At that point she's been sloppy enough with her secrets that it's not even worth

I just didn't think the sidepiece explanation made any sense. It's reasonable to assume she's with those other people, because they're showing signs of interacting with each other (the two dudes in the back) or being comfortable being close to each other (the guy with his back turned is well into the personal space of

I also wonder if the guy who has his back to the camera for the whole thing isn't just super-quick on the uptake and ready to take any shred of deniability he can muster.

I'm going with "super not supposed to be there," based on the fact that the guy in the 9 jersey seems to grasp the situation at about the same time that she does. I imagine a conversation in the car on the way down along the lines of "I'll get away with this as long as no one outside of this vehicle ever knows."

I honestly have no idea what you're talking about. I've never seen the Interview. I was going to let this whole thing die, but the accusation has me too curious.

I once turned down an invitation to visit a friend in NYC for new year's because a third friend who was going was pushing the Times Square angle like it was a foregone conclusion. Times Square on new year's is crowded, freezing, you have to wait a long time, you can't drink but are somehow constantly surrounded by

All my life, I have passed out in every vehicle I am not controlling but am forced to be in for more than 20 minutes at a time. After I was about 13, my parents just started leaving me in the driveway until I woke myself up and came inside. So this is totally understandable to me.

God bless you, Eldritch horror. You lived this nightmare so that I might not have to, and for that you are my personal savior. Tonight I will get drunk on champagne in memory of you.

Legitimately one of my darkest fears is being absurdly underdressed for an event. I always try to go for the 'one step up from the average' standard that is advised by people who will give you advice on how to dress for the job you want, not the shitty job you have. Even when it's nothing to do with jobs.