Umm, yeah you did. I’m sorry if I may have misunderstood, but you literally asked if a gay person can teach how to be a man:

...but there are things on the Y chromosome that women just don’t “get”

WRONG! You can’t blame Canada for Fireball, it’s not made here.... it’s made in Québec.

My best friend used to fry hamburger patties in a pan and sprinkle a little sugar and cinnamon on them (along with a few other normal spices). It would make it a little crusty, and tasted similar to the spice mix used by A&W, which was awesome.

After reading more of her (or his) comments, I got the clear impression that she isn’t looking for a fight, but most likely has issues with food, and was looking for simpathy instead. I kinda felt bad, but at the same time this the wrong article to for that.

Thx, I just wish I could get out of the greys, but I know that will never happen. As for my comment, umm yeah I can blabber on sometimes without realising it, sorry it’s so long.

I’m right on the cusp. Not old enough to have experienced a white-gloved stewardess carve prime rib next to my seat. Old enough that people could smoke, and they still gave out meals, and blankets/pillows, and the cockpit door was supposed to stay open (lol) and you were allowed to go talk to the pilots, they loved…

Cool story, but I would say that’s more impressive than somehow bad.

I fucking love raisinettes, but “wine and chocolate abortion” is hilariously accurate and made me howl for like 2 minutes straight.

Nothing too terrible, but I have a personal three-way tie:

Aww, that sucks. I used to love travelling on the Canadian Hercules. Might be hard to tell from this picture, but those are all seatbelts on top, not bars or dividers of some sort. They’re basically looong benches, and every flight I’ve been on hasn’t been more than 2/3rd full so we could all lay out and sleep; they…

Nope, just differing opinions. I do understand what you’re saying, I just don’t agree with you (apparently I’m not alone based on others’ comments). It seems to me though, that you’re not willing to try to understand what others are saying, and you come across as very defensive.

ikr. I’ve been seeing it for years... like 25 years ago it was ‘eggs are bad! you have to eat whole wheat, not white! blah, blah, blah’ and then people get all surprised when they see some lame news filler story about how a bran muffin has more fat and whatever than a McMuffin. Or this one guy in my office choking…

Oh, oh, oh! Right here! That is totally me! I love food, and will eat pretty much anything... in a good way. For example, today for supper I had grilled lamb kebobs with mashed potatoes. I actually eat veggies and shit. And I love to cook. BUT, I live alone, I can be very lazy, and I hate scrubbing pots and pans with…

You mean, use common sense and eat in moderation? Judging by the comments, that’s practically blasphemous around here!

I’m pretty sure I learned what it is from a Jezebel thing about what is a ‘basic bitch’ or some bullshit. Still not sure what a ‘basic’ is, but I can say that a scooped bagel is one of those things that makes you feel dumber for knowing what it is.

Now I see that you’re just missing her point. It’s not really about eat bread or don’t eat bread. It’s about if you want a bagel, eat a bagel. Scooping out a bagel is fucking stupid; it’s like trying to divide up a single oreo cookie into 4/5th because that’s what your calorie app counter says you have left.

No offence, but Charlotte is right. If your diet teeters on the edge of a precipice that literally tens of calories will make a difference, then you’ve already set yourself up to fail.

First, I want to point out that wraps are sandwiches. Second, more in line with your point, is that the amount of calories etc. between the various types of breads is pretty minuscule, relatively speaking. So if the difference is enough to affect your diet, you’re in more trouble than you think if you can’t eat the…

I started out making sandwiches for work the night before; tomato slices, pickles, lettuce, etc all pre-prepared and in their own little containers, and assemble it at work. It didn’t take long to realize that it was a huge waste of time to do all that work ahead of time, so I ended up just taking everything to work…