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Same, as far as the friends go. I am not from a huggy family and grew up in a part of the country where personal space bubbles are rather large. Then I moved south, and my friends WILL NOT STOP hugging me. I make it clear that I hate it, and now they a) think it’s funny and do it more, and b) love to talk to anyone

This! I come from a family of non-huggers but all of my friends, coworkers, the families of any guy I’ve ever been with—all huggers. I learned to BECOME a hugger because otherwise I feel super awkward whenever saying goodbye, but my instinct is still to linger in a hugger’s shadow while they’re hugging goodbye and

I come from a family of non-huggers, where strangers feel awkward on our behalf at departures because where others would naturally hug, we don’t. My in-laws decided my family is wrong! Wrong, dammit, and it makes THEM uncomfortable to NOT hug me, so why should MY discomfort trump THEIRS?!

It’s all about Duran Duran, I don’t even know who half these other folks are.

Normally if I want ice cold air blasted my way I just ask my wife a question.

This is what my migraines look like.

When someone (Nokia, maybe? can’t recall) first added a camera to a cell phone, producing those crummy pictures some of us still recall, I thought: who needs it? Who will ever use it, when they can just carry around a little digital point-and-shoot?

Lol I really liked having the windows open and how the wind would keep slamming the doors shut, it was so logical but still, the effect! We had a ton of little quirks, my fav being the day I arrived in Estes a fucking RAINBOW was straight up SHINING, directing us, if you will, to the hotel!

Drivers in this country have a lot in common with gun nuts. They love to break the law and put others in danger and are shocked when they are held responsible(which rarely happens considering you can get many duis before they’ll permanently take your license away).

So, after all of my anxieties leading up to it, I’m now officially 40. Yikes. Here’s to the next new decade of growth, learning, and self-awareness!

“Clear Foods is a new California-based start-up”

$10 says the human DNA was the result of injuries on the production line. 10 to 1 odds on an asshole supervisor keeping the line running anyway so they didn’t have to throw the batch and lose profit, 5 to 1 odds on the worker concealing the contamination because they weren’t following safety protocols (with a wink

SWEET JESUS!! You don’t just spring that on people, dammit

I went to a women’s college but we had a registration exchange with the neighboring coed school, so most of the classes had a couple guys in them. One semester I took a history seminar with this butch lesbian professor that had exactly one cis guy in the class, and he was also white. I think the lesson for that day

Is this a joke? Men of all ages, shapes, sizes, and appearances (unless they’re black, of course) dominate television and film, and how much they match conventional ideals doesn’t prevent them from finding work or getting lead roles, nor “romantic” roles opposite women considered “babes” or “bombshells”. Seriously.

“Or it could be his way of saying “sorry not sorry” for handing Beliebers a reggaetón-alluding track built on a hefty dembow that’s going on festie playlists.”

Holy shit, that’s an AMAZING video (even though I wish the fashion weren’t so hideous because at first it really distracts from the dancing, but also I’m old). Those women are fucking fantastic dancers.

“Elmo’s daddy told Elmo that Julia has autism,” Elmo says

Oh, man. It’s like you KNOW me. And agreed. The best song on that album is Chloe/Crown. Hands down.

Well, I didn’t get it until you just told me and I’m a 40 year old woman who listened to them a long ass time ago. :/