Honestly, that might be the only semi-solid argument of doing circumcision at birth, that generally speaking, you aren’t going to remember it, unless of course something gets botched. It seems to be a common thing for people that undergo it later in life tend to have a tough time of it in recovery.

On the one hand, I kind of get being anti-circumcision. I think we’ve pretty much come to the conclusion that it is completely unnecessary from any standpoint.

Frankly, if I want a ‘veggie’ Phillie Cheese steak, I’d rather just sub out the meat for a metric fuck ton of sauteed mushrooms. 

I bet the dude on the left was like “Look, I know I’m fat but did you have to use the fucking fish-eye lense?”

No. Next question.

I think you missed the caveat:

pretty much...

I think I literally tried a tiny, like pin-head sized amount, on the end of a spoon. 

I will say this: soda taxes are bullshit mainly for the reason that the ones that have been implemented have a massive blindspot for other sugary drinks. Particularly certain types of more expensive coffee drinks that are loaded with as much if not several times more sugar than a typical non-diet soda have a funny way…

Any cause? Really?

I tried Marmite once, that shit was soooo salty. I could practically feel my eyes bulge in their sockets as my blood pressure sky rocketed. 

Interesting idea, but also feels like its going to alienate gamers that aren’t into online play as much and/or don’t currently have the internet bandwidth to support streaming games like that. I’m still salty that it seems like every other game that comes out these days has to connect to the internet in some way to be…

My dad loves Good n’ Plentys and would often prank me as a child by telling me they were medicine. Given their distinctly pill like form and color scheme, I’m sad to say I fell for it more than once. 

I can take or leave Twizzlers. The strawberry ones are ok. I like the cherry ones better, but by far my favoritie are the red and yellow lemon and cherry sour filled ones. Those are heavenly. 

Apropos of nothing, a Jolly Rancher story: Once, when I was but a wee slip of a lad, I attended a night time Christmas parade in a nearby small city. A fun time was had by all up until, while sitting perched on my dad’s shoulders, looking at a passing fire truck, I was struck in the head by a Jolly Rancher. And this…

Wait, what? I thought she declared early on, like just about before anybody?

As much as I hate the idea of letting a BS scaremongering story like this gain traction, I kinda think it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world if it was enough to push Beto out of the race. He seems like a nice enough guy but he is literally a blank slate. A person asked him what he would do to keep manufacturing…

Ah, see there’s the rub. I was hoping I could buy one in a store and just try it out in the comfort of my own home. I didn’t realize they’re currently sold exclusively through restaurants. 

I don’t think either of them are in wide distribution yet, probably still in test markets and I’ll be damned if I’m ordering a burger and having it shipped to me. 

I told you fools! You mocked me when I said I ate shrimp shell-on, but now who’s laughing motherfuckers?