I got super high with my dog and totally read his thoughts. They were all like BARK BARK BARK GRRRR BARK BARK BARK.  COOKIE!  BARK BARK

I heard that was what messed up those diplomats in Cuba.

I’m not crying, YOU’RE crying!

I distinctly remember at age 3 or 4 asking my mother if we’re all going to die, then what’s the point of being alive (or the toddler version of that question) and she couldn’t answer it and I still can’t.

Yeah, because she’s never been unbearably loud or raucous.

I’ve been screwed over or seen people I know screwed over so many times that it’s pretty impossible for me to give anyone the benefit of the doubt. My personal motto in this regard is expect the worst from people and maybe you’ll be pleasantly surprised. Giving people the benefit of the doubt is a great way to be…

You should check out this site: https://www.inflightfeed.com/ireviews/ 

I wouldn’t say that anyone that I know, child or otherwise, was sitting around pining that there were no Brunchables available at the local supermarket. If they could bag some mimosas into a sippy pouch I’d be all in.

I kind of wish I could buy those breakfast boxes they give you on overseas flights. They’re tasty.

I think this might be a DC movie I’d actually like.

Can confirm your disagreement.

I wonder if the centers of the brain that are activated during dreaming are also active while hallucinating. My theory, less outside visual stimulation mixed with greater internal dreamlike visualization creates the hallucination. 

I was wondering this as well. CiCi’s doesn’t just taste bad, it also makes my stomach hurt and causes me intestinal and anal distress.

Have you had a Pizza Hot Pocket though? They’re called pizza, but it’s definitely pretty terrible.

Also, great thrift stores, if you’re into that kind of thing.

I saw a train taking all the jobs out of Cleveland. Also, the Flats look like a Scooby Doo ghost town.

So the food will be okay at first, and then they will just rest on the laurels of a few tired recipes for years and be bad, but there will be a few people that don’t have good taste buds who still like it while everyone else is like, “they really stopped trying” and they’ll put out merchandising just for a cheap cash…

Hmm..Yeah, you’re right, but then there’s that part in PYT where it’s like “pretty young things, repeat after me...” and it sounds like little kids singing. Then there’s the sped up part at the end that sound’s like the Chipmunks are singing, but now it all just kind of weirds me out.

Truth!  Over there all they want to do is tip shame. 

But what happens when PYT comes on the radio. That one was a dead giveaway back in the day.  I even thought it was a bit weird for a grown man to sing about young things.

I was fine with him until he said he had “a boo” and now I just think he’s the worst.