That’s because once you grind it it isn’t crunchy anymore, so there’s nothing to be allergic to.

She can probably swim, too.

If the southwest isn’t already majority Latino/Chicano, it will be soon. I’m not surprised we’re seeing Latino names on the rise.

If you live in an apartment complex that has a maintenance department, you can also ask them for a small can of the paint they use for the interior walls. They’ll probably have some on hand, and you can paint over the stain. I’ve done that before and it worked out fine.

Usually what we do if we’re going to a restaurant with the BF’s brother is make sure the place has something that he knows he’ll like, and then he’ll try bites of our stuff if we offer. Doing it that way has actually expanded his palate a bit, because, like you say, it’s not really reasonable to order a whole plate of…

Like I said, he’s not a dick about it. Most of the time it manifests in what he will and won’t order at a restaurant, because he’s not willing to order a whole plate of something that he’s not sure he’ll like. He’s willing to try things if people offer them.

That’s actually why I can’t eat Polish sausage and my mom can’t eat Jell-o. I was maybe 8, and it’s likely that the throwing up had nothing to do with the sausage, since I’d eaten it before and I get sick like that at least once a year, but it had been the last thing I ate, sooo...

If he didn’t like curry it would have seriously cramped my cooking style.

My BF’s brother is super picky. He’s not a dick about it, but it means that as a family they had a fairly limited food repertoire. Which led to me asking my 30-yo-boyfriend, “Do you like Thai food?” and him saying, “I have no idea.” “Ok. Do you like curry?” “I have no idea.”

I really admire people who take in their kids’ estranged friends. I hope I can be that person someday for someone who needs it.

Mom drug stories are the best. Once in college I asked my mom when she and my dad stopped smoking pot (because I know they didn’t smoke up when I was growing up, but I also know that a lot of their friends never quit), and she stammered something about obviously not while I was pregnant with you and your sister, but…

Once when I was in my early 20s my mom and I were comparing Tired Driving stories. I told her about the time I drove for something like 8 hours in thick fog and then had to stop within two hours of my destination to take a nap in my car or I’d have ended up dying. She responded with the story about how, in college,…

If you’ve always had long hair then you probably wouldn’t know, but believe me, when you cut down to a certain length, all of those little things become pretty obvious. If you have short hair and you don’t know whether you have any weird cowlicks, you probably don’t, or they’re way in the back where you can’t see them.

DOES NOBODY ELSE REMEMBER THE TIME MIKE HUCKABEE CONGRATULATED CANADA ON PRESERVING THEIR NATIONAL IGLOO???

I know a depressing number of people who grew up in southern California and pronounce “relleno” like “rey-eh-nyo.” I guess at least they don’t say the Ls.

This is the Satanic Temple. The Church of Satan is a different org. Not that I imagine CoS is objecting too much to the confusion.

Is anybody else gleefully amused at their choice of pseudonym for the woman?

I’m guessing (and this is wildly giving them the benefit of the doubt, so...) that it’s a very poorly worded attempt to say that you can’t just pack potato chips, they have to also have a sandwich.

My senior year in HS they tried to institute a dress code for graduation. Like full-on formal wear “girls must wear dresses” bullshit dress code. It didn’t go well and they dropped it by about October.