Well, she is asking for it by baring her shoulders as well as existing near him (2 strikes).

I bought a bread box when I got my first apartment. First loaf got moldy in a week. Tried the fridge, bread lasted more than a month. Threw out the bread box.

This is how the chefs at the cafe at work do it (I hate cleaning cooked egg off things, so I never do it for myself).

Either he doesn’t surround himself with people that have different opinions (hiding in white suburbia), or he doesn’t care to listen when he hears it.

You’re assuming basic competence on their part.

Stupid people need the most love.

It makes it easier for them to hide, because they can escape outdoor cats and other predators. While this might be normal for the wilderness, it poses a problem near human habitation since some of them carry communicable diseases.

Just make sure you knock the cup up, and not down so it will spill onto him and not your shoes. Speaking from lots of experience with stupidly long, petty grudges.

I don’t think there has been a more critical journalistic task in the entire history of humanity, nay, the universe, than the one you have proposed.

Clearly this is original research.

I’ll never forget the time I made a helpful comment on an Instructable regarding homemade insect traps, along the lines of “You would want to avoid bait that attracts bees” and was set upon be “bee truthers”.

Being able to substitute a finals-winning goalie for another finals-winning goalie is a very great problem to have.

That’s just going to make Rex hard as iron.

It does, but the racists in other cities may be able to hold their liquor better.

I hope they serve falafel at that party.

Hipster Cat’s vinyl collection has more original pressings than yours.

I think its more about the “I’m so rich I can have any woman I want” kind of thing, all ego trip.

Its the classic “this arm’s only exercise is masturbating” posture, identified by the tucked elbow. I may or may not be intimately familiar with that posture.

Had to do this for one of our cats a couple of years ago (lymphoma, thankfully identified 3 months before he died from finding a swollen lymph node on his leg). He was able to pass away in his favorite place, my lap.

My wife is the same. Thankfully, the first showing on Sunday of opening weekend is $5 and non-3D at the theater near us. A perfect excuse for loading up on pancakes and cured meat and food coma-ing in the theater.