I dunno... maybe she just shouldn't have swallowed that IUD in the first place.

I have the same reaction to salt. Sodium? Death. Chlorine? Death. Put em together? Yum.

By far my favorite Food Babe rant is about how airplanes don't bring pure oxygen into the cabins (from here, since she tried to scrub it from the internet):

I'm probably not a member of that family you mention, but I was one of the many refugees fleeing the war in South Vietnam (yes, South Vietnam, not Vietnam since it didn't exist back in '75 when I left as a 4 year old refugee days before Saigon fell; there was a South Vietnam and a North Vietnam and I have family on…

I would ask that you not refer to Gaa as a fuckwaffle. Neither fucking nor waffles should be associated with Gaa. Neither fucking nor waffles did anything to hurt you so please do not hurt them.

"I should have manned up and I should have fought for you," Blandford says. "And I didn't. I didn't. I am so grateful that you are in Heaven with Jesus, the King of Kings, the Lord of Lords, and that you got to see him before I did. And I know you're going to extend me grace, but I just—it would've been so cool to…

As an Asian American woman who has been into punk and indie rock for 30+ years, went to one of the top-ranked universities in the world, whose close friends are all Black, and who married a White person, it's a constant battle between, "maybe you're just too Asian" and "maybe you're just too American."

Fabric only scissors are SERIOUS business!

I have some scissors that would do it.

I really miss the old Japanese Iron Chef program. *Somebody* needs to bring that back on re-runs. (Or Netflix or something.)

What will they do without the al-cohol...I mean Freedom Juice?

not to mention Arabic numerals!

We should tell them that the Muslins invented al-jabr...I mean algebra. it will blow their minds.

I don't know! I feel badly about laughing at these things, but come on. They're like the angelfire website/crazy grandma FWD email of cat posters.

RIGHT? I am not even a cat person and I would be prepared for this type of reaction. The title of this piece should be "People Who Apparently Have No Idea How Cats Even Work Somehow Have Seventeen Cats And Manage To Lose One On A Trip Because They Are Cat-Not-Understanding Fuckwits."

I have mentioned this before in a thread on pet names, but it bears repeating that my parents had a friend with a giant grumpy-faced grey persian named YASSER ARACAT.