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With the navel oranges I buy, this works about maybe 25% of the time. The other 75%, it sprays juice everywhere and is a huge mess. I just score the skin 360 degrees, up/down and across, and they usually peel without too much mess. 

I went into my second grade not liking school much, it bored the hell out of me, but the teacher seemed to have some sort of problem with me from day one. I never understood why she went out of her way to mess with me:

I would give it an NP. Not that I really like the looks of it, the T/A’s look better, but the engine should be fine. The black everything is kind annoying, some silver/gray wheels would look better.

I bought raisin Bran pretty often, and one time when I lived in Vegas, I went to the store and bought a bigger box than normal, just because it was on sale, and I figured I would get rid of it before it went stale or the rasins totally dried up. So I put it into the cupboard, and the next day I took it out, opened it

That aint a good thing. Seriously. 

I work with a guy who had rectal bleeding for THREE YEARS before he almost died due to the huge amount of blood he was passing at the end. He was scared it would be cancer, and it was, of course, so he just ignored it. He’s been through a nightmare surgery, actually two nightmare surgeries, chemo and radiation 2X, and

I kind of figured it was kind of like the “Grape Nuts” are like eating BB’s” thing. Some people had more delicate mouths or whatever and eating GN’s too much for them. Like “my steak isn’t tender enough, I have to chew it!” folks. I like chewy steak, along with Captain Crunch, and have eaten a lot of Grape Nuts over

We lived in a pretty large neighborhood and we would have a grocery bag full every year. I mean almost to the top. I never have seen so much stuff come out of about 40 houses. We would always bring a bag with handles on it to put the grocery bag or later on, plastic bag in, to keep the likelyhood of dumping it on the

My mom never rationed it, I never really got carried away with candy stuff, my vice has always been potato chips, Fritos, peanuts, etc. I love Reese’s and some others, but I don’t seem to have any problems just having one a day or so. Chips get eaten by the whole bag, so I don’t buy them very often.

When I worked in hardware, some of the people had zero patience, and would cut their own wire, take stuff out of the back room (No door on it, which made and still makes no sense to me, it’s still open decades later) without asking, or looking to see if there is one out on the sales floor. One of the most disgusting

My account has been hacked so many times, I just gave up on it. Some early 20's girl out in SoCal has it now, and Twit’s support has done nothing but tell me to reset the PW. She posts nothing really bad, lots of fashion stuff mostly, but she won’t give up and move on, so I did.

The Concorde flew into and out of Las Vegas and the main thing I remember watching it take off was the noise. Closest thing I can think of is the B1 bomber I’ve heard at a lot of airshows. Between the engine noise, and the sonic boom problems, I don’t think it had any chance of being around much longer. There was a

I had never heard of the mouth shredding thing until, I was like in my 50's, about the same time I found out Circus Peanuts were “banana” flavored. I ate a lot of Captain Crunch and never had any shredding of my mouth. I went and bought a box just after reading about it. It was the first box of cereal, other than

My greatest fear was that we would go to someone’s house for Thanksgiving and I would have to eat turkey. Not a fan of any kind of poultry. One time we went to a relative’s house and I was getting all kinds of flak about refusing to eat the damn stuff. Then it comes out that my uncle, who was the host of the damn

Maybe you could/should get a dictionary for Christmas?

One of the strangest things to happen to me was I went into a Chevy dealership and wanted to test drive a 4x4 pickup. They refused, which was very odd, since I had bought a previous truck from them 4 years previously. The guy who refused me was the manager, and son of the owner. I wasn’t a kid, I was 37! I wasn’t

There was a guy in Las Vegas about 1978 who parked his Matador in front of the AMC dealership with a big “(I can’t remember the dealer’s name) SOLD ME A LEMON!” poster on the side of it. He was walking around yelling things at passers by and people in cars stopped at the intersection, which was Eastern and Sahara, a

I’m a super picky eater and that would never even be something I would have ever cared about. About the only chocolate I never liked was the unsweetened baking stuff. In my old age, I like the % to be under 60%. Past that, it becomes kind of a punishment. 

I rarely saw them, except at easter, and that blue would fit in with easter egg colors pretty much perfectly.

Maybe they were secretly laced with LSD?