i giggled, i too think you should stay.

i loved the video game sketch and i don’t even play them at all. i legitimately cackled.

dang, really? i’ve never really thought they smelled bad, though i’ve only encountered them from a sandwich or pizza-eater perspective, never making or delivering it. and i def want more than just peppers on my sandwich or pizza. is it the vinegar/brine smell that gets bad?

yesssss, mongolian beef is the champ. there was a great restaurant where i grew up (well, great in memory but my parents are food conscious and they recall it being great too) that made the most amazing mongolian beef. none other that i’ve tried holds a candle to it, but i’ll still take that over orange chicken or…

i’ve never understood that either. i’m a bone-in wing girl but my SO used to love ordering boneless. it was fine with me, bc it meant more regular wings for me.

i legitimately want someone to call regular wings ‘bone-in chicken fingers’ so that people will get uppety and say ‘there are no bones in chicken fingers!’ purely so they can reply ‘and boneless wings are chopped up chicken fingers!’ ...my dreams are modest, i think.

yes. yes she did. stunninggggg.

oh i know, i was in agreement with you. everybody here just calls it QT instead of quicktrip bc this is AZ and we’re lazy. i mean...not gonna lie, i don’t mind that they have an app that i can use to pre-order a pizza before walking across the street to pick it up, but said pizza is never gonna be anything more than…

let’s be real, these aren’t so much for kids as they are for harassed office workers or retail folks who barely get a second every now and again to nibble at something room temperature. i might try one just to see, but i have a gnarly feeling they’ll remind me too much of original lunchables, which is to say, ew.

i maintain they never were. even when i was a kid, i thought it all just tasted...off. it wanted to be cheese and crackers and meat but it just couldn’t be anything more than over-processed garbage. and this is from the fat kid who loved easy cheese from the can and palmer’s fake chocolate-adjacent candies.

QT is decent enough that when word went out that one was coming in across from my office building here in AZ, everyone was sufficiently excited. but yeah i mean it’s nothing astounding. still better than a circle k or an am pm though.

i mean sure maybe it’s not the best example of a salad, but, i’d still eat it.

considering my biggest has taken to tapping me, headbutting, and howling/chuffing at me while i’m on the goddamn toilet first thing in the morning bc he cannot go another second without the kibble already in his bowl, i doubt this work on his 17-pound norwegian ass.

so far as i’m concerned, a bathroom caterpillar is a way better find than a bathroom scorpion or bathroom lizard. ...the southwest is a weird place.

truth. my oldest is 11 and ever since he was a wee one his go-to has been a crumpled up ball of paper. i used to work at a pet supply store so he got to try allll kinds of gizmos for cats on the cheap, like kickers covered in feathers and filled with catnip, catnip bubbles, squeaking mice that wiggled their tails as…

my 17-pound long-haired tank does this. every time i come home from work, he’s up on the counter to see what’s up, scream-meowing the whole time. i generally stop by the grocery store nightly for fresh produce or any incidentals we might need since it’s on the way, and man does he love to get all up in those grocery…

yes, a thousand times yes for the heath bar. i love them so, so much.

yegads, i miss an awful lot about my old apartment but one i miss more than others is the TJ’s that was mere blocks away. my ex and i were not fancy by any means but it was nice to go drop $20 on goat cheese and prosciutto and some pizza dough and canned tomatoes. calzone nights were delicious nights.

ugh. rude.

not gonna lie, i’d go to town on one of those.