On one hand, I find the cake amusing, and wouldn’t be opposed to having one like that at a party at my house. I would also not be opposed to have a dick cake either because dicks are fun and funny, just like boobs.

But Rick and Morty...

I don’t actually watch it on AS. I caught half an episode on there, fell in love and went online to find it because AS fucking sucks.

I do my best to eat veg. I did bad this week due to being really sick and needing the extra calories and protien from meat.

The kind of Parm I love isn’t veg friendly.

The website I use to find veg cheese is pretty thorough. They also give tips on what words to look for to figure out what is what. And there are a surprising number of good quality cheeses made with veggie rennet.

Many companies use vegetable rennet, and some made from...I want to say some sort of fungi? I can’t remember where exactly the second non animal kind comes from, but it’s available.

You can Google ‘vegetarian cheeses’ and there’s a website that lists by brand and by type.

I don’t like the kisses. I’ve had folks do that to me and it weirds me out. But I’m fairly touch phobic, so any unwanted contact from any body part is gross to me.

I stick out my elbow and go in sideways if someone insists on hugging me and I can’t dodge away. Sure it might hurt them, but it’s their fucking problem for touching me.

I just lean back, or stand there stiff as a board and pull away quickly. Most folks get the hint. If they don’t, I make a show of stepping back and shaking my head and saying ‘nah, this is icky’ because fuck it I’m tired of tiptoeing around to spare feelings.

My god can you go back in time and explain this to my mother? Growing up I was always forced to hug everyone who wanted one, no matter if I wanted it or not. My mom would get so angry if I refused. Even now she gets pissed when I won’t give her a hug.

This asshole, the mom and granda need to be locked in a tiny shed forever. With snakes and a hungry wolverine...

I kinda wish I had a good scary story. Most of mine are from over active imaginations and people who are easily spooked.

Congrats! I know how hard it is. I’m still over weight despite losing about 50lbs this year. Granted I didn’t really try, so there’s that lol.

For me it’s meat. And eggs. I’m not allowed to have beef jerky on car trips any more. My husband and former best friend both liked to fart in the car and lock the power windows. Years of this shit.

Eegh that’s frightening. I hope that never happens. Lay off the fiber, lol

I had hoped mine would drain on its own but nope. I had to deal with the oozing too afterwards. Yuck.

Man I’m jealous of y’all. I have a funny doctor story, but not a gross one. I don’t get grossed out easily (unless we’re counting creepy gross...)

I had a bad cyst near my butt. Like right between my labia and butt cheek, but not quite the taint...very awkward spot.

I used to occasionally blow smoke in my old cat Cheesecake’s face. Like I’m sitting on the couch and she sits in the floor kinda deal, not right next to her.

What immature dipshit gets embarrassed by undies? Both of you...geez. I bet you get embarrassed by naked feet too. What’s embarrassing is offering to help an old lady in the bathroom because for years you had jobs helping old women to the toilet and back and you think nothing of it because you notice she has a cane…