Or a five-year-old who knows how to say "You can't tell me what to do!!!" and make it sound philosophical.
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Which reminds me of something I've been thinking about. The problem with monkey's paw wishes, which tend to go very wrong, is invariably that things have to come from somewhere. So if you wish for a million dollars, that million dollars has to come from somewhere — an insurance policy on a loved one, maybe. It's…
Good point. But Howard was never candid with Chuck: "they can crucify you over your obviously-fake ailment". Once again, the costs of trying to conceal unpleasant truths.
I'm going to disagree on this, at least a little, because it depends how you approach cooking.
To most people, there is value in pepper. Not in everything, though, and not always with chicken. But sometimes!
Salt and pepper are the most crucial of spices. Just because they aren't fancy doesn't mean they don't count; and if your chicken (or whatever) is inherently tasty, salt and pepper may be suffiicient. The best potato chips are salt & pepper chips; there's a reason for that.
Sht sht sht, I meant CHUCK is scamming, somehow. Gonna go up and fix that.
Sht sht sht, I meant CHUCK is scamming, somehow. Gonna go up and fix that.
Neat! It even has one of those whha-whha-whha noise maker things.
And, it was Chuck who insisted on taking it before the New Mexico Bar. Chuck lit the M-80 and then realized he was in a broom closet, kaboom.
Also, I think Jimmy* is scamming, somehow. It's simply not in his character to allow for the possibility that he was wrong about his ailment. I think, even though he was proven to be wrong, he somehow thinks he wasn't wrong, it's just the facts say otherwise.
How ironic: Hector has what Jimmy needs (ibuprofen), while Jimmy has what Hector needs (per Chuck, "a good heart").
Because lentils are crazy high in protein, extraordinarily nutritious, and super cheap. I feel like lentils are an optimal food that I have no excuse not to be eating.
Lentils. Goddamn lentils, my archenemy that I am trying to learn to live with.
You're allowed to point it in the right direction.
Eh, it made me useful, so I guess I'm good with it. If nothing else it made me keenly aware of how NOT to demean others.
I have memories of my mother telling me, as a young child, to stop sniveling. I would like to think my mom was trying to instill masculine virtues in me (as they were understood in the early 70s), but all in all I think she had a malevolent streak and enjoyed expressing contempt for others. In her later years she…
You are who you need to be to be strong.