As a Slytherin, I object! You know Snape would never tolerate dunderheaded students using love potions or binging on butterbeer in his dungeon.
As a Slytherin, I object! You know Snape would never tolerate dunderheaded students using love potions or binging on butterbeer in his dungeon.
I can never understand little kids when they talk. People assure me that I will understand when I have one of my own, but I remain deeply sceptical
It actually tasted pretty good
So somebody on the Audi crew has a weather app on their phone? What is everyone else's excuse? I mean I know meteorologists are like the palm reading quacks of the earth sciences, but a heavy rain system like that isn't too hard to track on radar as it builds up.
This is quite possibly my favorite response.
Even if it is 25% moral feeling and 75% new stuff motivation, I will still take that 25%. We need a foundation to work from, no?
Wow. Just... wow. That sounds like a wretched hospital.
Your sister-in-law is awesome
Your story deserves all the stars times six.
Amazing and terrifying
So you are an unrealistic crusader who thinks his personal sense of moral outrages outweighs the lived experiences of his fellow human beings. Thanks for clearing that up for me. You try never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever eating out again. See how you like it.
My mom regaled me tales of holding her college friend (and Vietnam vet) as he died of a heroin OD in 1969. All it ever convinced me of was that heroin is bad news. I've tried most of the usual suspects, but avoided heroin like it was the plague.
A dirty peach handtowel and a fistful of papers that were mold-ridden and unreadable. It was a Minni Mouse themed child-sized bowling ball bag. Honestly, we were more freaked out by the live ammo (50 cal and shotgun shells) and the handmade cot than the bag.
No, there are no locally owned full service restaurants.You can't sit down in a Chinese takeout place. They are holes in the wall without seating. Nor does a soul want to eat pizza all the time. So if you want a sit-down experience while consuming a meal when visiting my parents... you get stuck with a chain.
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That assumes you live in an area with locally owned restaurants . My parents live in a well populated suburban area where the only mom and pop shops are the Chinese takeout places and barely surviving pizzarias.
Peanut butter, lettuce and a light coating of mayo might be the only way I ever could a peanut butter sandwich. I hate PB&J. Yes...I know...I am an abomination. But I digress. The crunch of lettuce and slight clean tang of mayo might be the only thing that could make peanut butter edible to me
I nominate the dungeon in my current basement for the first episode.
Truth is that tribalism and ingroup/outgrown psychology is ingrained in humanity. It can result in wonderful things - like when communities pull together around recovering from a shared disaster. It also results in horrible things, like murdering those who seem to threaten the group's identity and way of life
I'm curious why you think it is stupid. I don't use myself (I hate the smell and prefer alcohol) but I do know people who smoke responsibly. Two are medical cases - neuropathy and glaucoma in one case, Crohns in the other case. I also know someone who uses out to self medicate for anxiety. Helps them manage better…
I had the opposite experience. As the youngest of five, I just about never got fast food because it was too expensive. As an unfortunate result, all fast food tastes like the most delicious of sins as an adult. I am helpless before the power of a KFC original bucket.