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When I saw her the first time, I guess it was on 60 Minutes, I was creeped out from almost the second she appeared. The weird voice, the unblinking, I said to my now former GF, “You wait and see, she’s some sort of con artist!”. She disagreed with me, if she had better radar about people, she probably wouldn’t have

I doubted that curb weight anyway. I wondered how it could way 1000+ Lbs more than my Challenger Scat Pack.

A friend of mine makes more than a decent living, and has zero debt, but he’s stuck in the past, like 1979, and complains endlessly about gas prices, and the NW Ohio area is definitely not Chicago or the West coast. He’s like totally fixated on watching oil prices, like some people our age(60's) are about the weather,

I don’t know if it’s because I’m an old man now, or what, but I haven’t been to very many movies over the last few years and the ones I have seen, mostly due to being harrassed by young guys I work with, have all been pretty bad, or worse. Any superhero movie now gets a pass from me at this point, I sat and squirmed

My dad had major heart issues his last couple of years, and he only missed doing something similar to this was because there was nobody crossing the road. He didn’t feel well, so he left work to come home. Near a park, he passed out, and somehow drove about another mile, accelerating to about 80MPH when he crashed

If I didn’t know better, I would be asking, “Are we talking about the same movie?”. IMHO, it was embarassingly bad.

I hate Circus Peanuts, but there are a lot of candies I hate much more. Candy corn is way up there towards the top of my list of hated “treats”.

My 72 year old sister is one of them, I absolutely guarantee it. I don’t know what happened to her, but when she was in high school and college, she was a very timid driver. A move to S.Carolina in the early 80's changed all that, and when I rode with her for the first time in about 10 years, she actually scared me,

I want nothing to do with any sauce/ketchup, or any other glop, regardless of who it comes from or what kind it is. A while back, I went to Arby’s and ordered 2 French Dips(I like the bread better than the buns that the Classic has), with no cheese(hate it), and no dip. Too salty for me, I’m an old guy. At least they

No, it’s just getting fed up with people putting disgusting shit on their food. For me, almost anything on a sandwich is going to get it sent back. In the past, I just gave the messed up ones to my dogs, but since they passed, I take them back and get new plain ones. I check everything, every time I get fast food,

As a poultryphobe, I understand the hatin’ on the dreaded chicken. I dislike all poultry, it doesn’t disgust me, as many things do, but it’s something I would never, ever, eat by choice. When I was a kid, I was forced to eat chicken and turkey quite a bit, my grandmother was the main pusher of it, and about the time I

I tell people I’m allergic to ______________(fill in the blank)because of the unending shit I get about not liking so much stuff. I just don’t want to hear it anymore. I want it done the way I want it, no additions/changes. One of the reasons I like Arby’s, the roast beef classics come with nothing on them. If I get a

I’ve had times where the scraping things happened and I just lost it, and went into an over the top rage about it. I’m 66 and have had a lifetime of stuff being screwed up with f’ing condiments put on them. I don’t want anything on my sandwiches. Anything. Meat and bun, free of mayo and most anything else. 

I want everything plain, meat and bun, meat and french roll, etc. Onions are ok, bacon, ok, but that’s it. I can’t even remember the last time some place screwed up a sandwich by putting mayo on it. Mustard, ketchup, ranch (Holy Jeezus is that shit disgusting!), cheese, hot sauce, aioli, yeah, constantly, but no mayo.

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A friend of mine had a Hyacinth Macaw and he was more than scary enough to keep me from ever even thinking about any largish bird, let alone an Emu or Ostrich for a pet. From what I’ve seen on Youtube videos, pretty much all larger birds are prone to rages for what are pretty minor stuff. My friend’s macaw would go

My right ear is pretty much useless, and about the time that the Fargo TV series came on, I was starting to have problems with understanding dialogue to the point I had to turn on the subtitles (I live in an apartment and if I run the volume to where the dialogue is clear, the neighbors cry about it). When Chris

I have a friend who wants his popcorn just covered with that crap to the point it’s just a bucket of semi-crunchy goop. He always gets the biggest tub and begs the kid putting the goo on to “Load it up!”. He brings a roll of paper towels with him to wipe his hands and face off, which remain that healthy yellowish

Not all that impressed with Ohio’s Cookie Dough Bites. I finally tried them when I saw Godzilla in 2014. I liked them more than the movie though. I never was all that impressed with movie theater popcorn, the popcorn I make is 100X better, and a lot cheaper, so I usually went to Rasinettes, plain M&M’s, I don’t even

I had a dog that was pretty much scared of almost everything for over 14 years. As messed up as he was, he would be the one I would bring back to life, hoping that whatever had happened to him before I got him wouldn’t make him into the frightened guy he was again. He, his sister, and his mom, a Pit Mix, were

I had never heard of “Cranking” before. The oddest thing I’ve personally witnessed people getting off to was when a guy I went to school with over 42 years ago(HVAC school, he was about 40 then) bit himself on his hands and forearms. In class, with a LOT of blood. It sounded like someone biting an apple when he popped