bardicbirdjenna
BardicBirdJenna
bardicbirdjenna

Wow, whoever drove that spike up your ass you seem to be sitting on, really screwed up your day and set it straight to ‘unasked for asshole’. Might wanna get that checked. As far as virtue signaling? Yeah. I, a blank screen faceless person on the internet who comments on websites where, again, no one knows me and I

“Ultimately, we won’t know the effect on spotify (if any) until their next quarterly report when they reveal their subscriber count”

As much as Rogan sucks, I struggle with canceling my premium (and not just because it’s hooked to my Facebook, so it would involve me actually going into the lion’s den and try to remember passwords. It’s been so long since I have braved it, I’ve got not clue. I just deleted everything I could and let it sit.) because

Gonna add a small thing here to hang off the number given, in the hope it might be useful. Some people feel calling the number is pointless, that it can’t possibly help, it’s just a surface thing that is there to look good...

Ah... bugger. Oh well. Planning on making a trip to Canada this summer (maybe. If this freaking damn covid thing finally dies. Hoping to one day go maskless again. But with my husband having asthma and me epilepsy, until it’s safe, we’re stuck. Sigh.) and a few friends have said it’s possible to get them there still.

While I don’t want to bet anyone else’s life on this, my husband tested the one he gets refilled at a friends lab and thus far, safe. Don’t ask me how though. I’m not a stupid woman but after about 30 min of him geeking out in rapture about it... I kinda zoned out. Mostly because once you get past say freshman college

Was it any good at all (rolling your own, I mean)? I don’t smoke much or often, but my go to back in my reenactment days was to buy one pack of clove cigs (half of which would get snitched by my coworkers and camp mates - light one up and suddenly the sound of “Clove?” would echo across the camp) and smoke them over

Better. My husband reworked our soda stream (no more expensive canisters to buy from the company, we use a paintball tank now. $5 for a refill, lasts months) and pretty much every booze and cocktail has been carbonated in trials. Martinis - pretty tasty. Red wine - less so. Vodka on it’s own - dangerously easy to

Anyone know where that nightmare came from? I assume heavy drug use and inbreeding, personally, but I’ve always wondered about it’s origin.

In theory, a great idea. In practice, horrifying. Because by the end of the first... quarter? Section? (I watch sports with a book in my hand and only a vague understanding as to why people are yelling around me. Once I was caught on camera back in the day of Jordan, sitting backwards in my near the front seat,

It’s funny, in relationships, it’s been ~my~ height that seems to be the main talking and source of concern/riddicule and he is often treated like he is somehow ‘brave’ enough to date a taller woman. Back in college, I had a whole lot of encounters where I would be hit on while out... riiiiight up to the point I stood

Emma is the one that comes off like and ass in this. I utterly refuse to believe, after her being in the industry for so long, she doesn’t understand the concept of NDA’s. He tells, at best he ruins a bit of the movie for people. At worst, the studio could come down on him like a ton of bricks. He tells her - one slip

Don’t get it twisted, the K’s make me itch, but I don’t think any of them would be under the heading of “gold-digger” except maybe mommy dearest. Kim was running a 2nd hand clothing business even before her dad died. The bitch has hustle and took one hell of a bad public hand and turned that shit into gold. HER gold.

I think... I think it’s time to turn off the internet. Not just for me (although I really need to go to bed), I think it’s time we all accept it’s been fun, it’s been weird but it’s time to pack it in. Social media had an.... interesting run, but I don’t think we’ve evolved enough to run with this particular set of

As someone who, as a kid, had to be literally HELD DOWN (we’re talking full leg/arm wrapping) by my parents to take nyquil, I’m left hoping like hell it’s option #1 because good god otherwise... the kids really AREN’T okay. To this day, the mere smell is enough to make me gag.

I’m starting to believe the single use to me of The Takeout is it’s unerring ability to make me feel like a true freak of nature - usually taking something I always viewed as a standard only to discover how far outside the realm of normal I’m apparently sitting. A “Well, yeah, that’s just what people do... wait. They

I was going to say that it always has made me giggle when people act like frog legs are some ultra fancy specialty. Frog gigging in a fair bit of the backcountry of the US is pretty common (personally, if my choices ever are ‘frogs or vegan’ someone hand me the tofu. Chicken-ish with a side of mud is not my idea of a

Ah... not to be a bitch here, but what else is Whitney doing than capitalizing on the exact same thing she is complaining about? “I’ve trademarked the name, I’ll sue if you use it, you pay me to learn how to do it and don’t get to unless I, the person who built the concept say so”. I’m assuming she gets paid for her

“I draped the gold leaf over the wiener

Screw deeply haunting, that thing is flat out ~cursed~. Like ‘throw it into the volcano Mr Frodo’ level of cursed. Someone needs to drug test and/or check his medications that chef because something like that can only come out of a seriously disturbed or damaged mind. Who saw that and agreed to actually consume