I have a surprise for you.

I've been playing the dating game a long time, and if a woman doesn't respond to me immediately I don't freak out. I wait, and then send another message the next day, usually in the vein of "Hello!" or "Good morning/afternoon!" and if they don't respond for a couple days then I move on. No big deal.

Yeah. I see a lot of stuff about Jesus on a profile and I'm instantly gone. I'm an atheist who could actually consider dating a Christian/Catholic person, but when that's all I see and there's an emphasis on it that's it. I'm out.

My first time was with a three-night stand after years of bad relationships that never went anywhere and my own insecurities and fears preventing me from even suggesting making anything physical. I was 25.

A friend of mine makes bean pie and bean brownies. They taste delicious and are incredibly rich and moist, but tell anyone theyre made with beans and not wheat flour, and everyone loses their mind.

That Volvo was a masterpiece. Probably still runs, and it had very little rust. Had such tight turning my dad turned it around in a two lane road. My current boat of a car needs a three point turn.

My parents traded an excellent condition 84 Volvo station wagon for a 94 Ford Aerostar after 12 or 13 years of the Volvo. That was a shock to me because I adored that Volvo.

Sometimes a kid will give a short cry or two and a parent saying "You're OK" will stop it. It happened more than a dozen times yesterday with my niece and nephews when I was visiting. They'd tap their forehead against something or pinch their finger a little, and they'd start sniffling for a bit. You have to wait…

My nieces and nephews have known me for their entire lives with my beard. I have one nephew who, because everyone else is clean-shaven, refuses to believe my beard is real, but I think my nieces and nephews would have a similar reaction.

My dad's done that with his moustache. He shaved it a few times and holy cow he looked different. He has pictures of himself from the 80's with the same moustache, and I must have been the same age as you when he shaved it. Freaked me and the other kids out.

I hand-slice all my cheddar. Or grate it if I'm being lazy.

We had Aramark at my office when I worked in an office building. They were indeed terrible.

The closest I've come to "Hot Dish" is a casserole my parents make which is seasoned ground beef (usually with spices and fresh onions) and then sliced potatoes and carrots on top, with mushroom soup and cheese on top of that. Not quite shepherd's pie, but close enough, and I'd never call it "Hot Dish".

No! I much, much prefer real Canadian (as a Canadian) cheddar cheese on a cheese burger than processed cheese food. I want to be able to taste the cheese as a mild accent with the beef and other ingredients, and a nice, moderately thick slice of cheddar (about 1-2 mm thick) melts perfectly well on a nice hot burger.…

NO. NO. NO NO NO NO NO NO NO. YOU DO NOT PUT PROCESSED CHEESE FOOD ON A GRILLED CHEESE. EVER.

I walked to school by myself from five years old on, as did all my siblings and most of my friends. Granted, the schools weren't a terribly far walk (three or four blocks) but walking your kid to school until they were nine? Embarrassing.

I am so sorry to hear this. The end of a relationship is always hard, especially when you've done everything you can to save it. As for Netflix recommendations, and this will sound a little childish and silly, but I recommend Adventure Time, simply because it is whimsical and magical and silly, but very heartfelt. …

DEATH TO PROCESSED CHEESE FOOD!

Hot Dish sounds like the name a two year old would come up with for their "experimental cooking" of burnt macaroni topped with glue.

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