I had a similar argument with someone over acupuncture once. She had gone to an acupunturist once and the problem she had cleared up afterwards, so she was convinced that acupuncture had to be at least somewhat real, despite years and years of double blind studies showing its basically a placebo that puts you at risk…

I get cat toys off of Amazon. There are a bunch of them you can get for under $3 as add on items, and I find they are way cheaper and of similar quality than most of the stuff you get at the pet store. Most of the time you don't really get a choice as to the colour of your small animal murder substitute, but the cat…

I can sort of see the appeal - My co-worker got a purebred kitten a while back (I can't for the life of my remember what breed though), mostly because she was hoping for a more genial temperament than her first cat had. I guess her previous cat had been the sort of kitty who inspired dread in veterinarians and their…

This is beyond my understanding. Like, does this man have no sense of personal shame?

Even this explanation doesn't really hold water with me. Like, if you are the kind of pervert who really desperately needs to peep in on women's bathrooms and change rooms to get your rocks off, dressing as a woman is such a round about and unnecessarily complicated way of doing it - AND one that would make it way…

"Hmm, how much physical space can I put between myself and this other person while still following the photographer's instructions to put my arm around him/put my hand on her hip"

"Okay Dakota, put your arm around Jamie. Nice and close. No, like actually touch him - okay, sort of just brushing his shirt is okay. Jamie stop flinching. Ehh, close enough" *takes picture*

You cannot comprehend the utter loathing I had for Blink-182 when I was 12 - and it had absolutely nothing to do with the relative quality of their music. It is due entirely to the existence of one song.

My dad and my brother are both HUGE art geeks, and they've both studied art history, so thus I have been to many, many art galleries with them.

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It must not snow much where you live, because you clearly have not have had the extra fun experience of driving down the highway when a six inch hunk of snow off some asshole's roof goes flying into your windshield as he finishes his merge directly in front of you.

I'd agree on that one. Winter tires are awesome to have when the road has gone to ice. But I can see a cost/benefit analysis coming into play though, if you live in a region that doesn't regularly get snow that sticks around, because you can manage in all seasons if you have to.

They did the whole flower tossing ritual at my aunt's second wedding a couple of years ago. You would have thought the thing was radioactive based on how the single ladies of the wedding reacted to it. There was jockying for position - to get as far back and to the the sides of the room as possible, so as to have the…

My aunt had kids and cap guns at her second wedding. This went about as well as you would expect.

Even this explanation still leaves many things unanswered. Primarily, that laundry detergent smells like soap (and whatever scents they put in the mix.) Even those scent free ones still smell like a product you use to clean things, and none of them, not one, smells like food.

You also wouldn't get the experience of customers taking off their clothes in the middle of the store to try stuff* on, literally feet from an open change room.

Have you heard the Doo-wop version of this song? Somehow it's almost catchier than the original:

Or in my case, paying someone to constantly attempt to murder you by tripping you down the stairs because you are not allowed to leave their sight at any time.

she would appeal any cat decision "on the question of whether a cat is capable of love."

... This was on of the very few songs my dad always skipped when playing Monty Python albums in the car on long trips when we were kids.