Well, seeing as I’m the unintentional caretaker of a small colony of antique feral tomcats, I’m thinking playing this game would be too much like real life.
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I’d call it “Life Skills” and it would include:
Basic Cooking, Nutrition and Meal Planning: The final exam would be to plan nutritious meals for a week or month based on SNAP benefits for a family of a given size and current grocery prices. To help motivate them to plan for the future to avoid that challenge AND teach…
This must be what they mean about the rich being job-creators....
I might finally get good at that game if you put their faces on the moles.
He’s right, women just look TERRIBLE in hats!
I go to the yearly garage sale at a nearby mosque and scoop up soooo many fancy hijabs for $1-2. The fabrics and laces and so lovely and there’s enough material for a child’s dress or a tunic blouse.
I get the idea of being iffy about someone messing with your junk. That said, I sat with my husband and we watched as the doctor performed the no-scalpel procedure. It was weird and fascinating but not traumatic. As for afterwards, he did have some discomfort but said he’d had worse pain from overdoing it at the gym.
Holidays without toxic people are the best! Enjoy the fun and lack of bullshit. Make spending the holidays happily your new tradition and never look back!
I want them to suffer massive, painful rectal spasms every time they do shit that’s bad for public health. Unassuagable pain akin to giving birth to a 10 pound baby 24 hours a day with no possible relief that can be cured only by improving public health.
There’s a mosque in my neighborhood and every time I hear a fire truck sound its horns in the night, I worry that someone’s gone and torched it. :(
A+ gif!
I have a Santa shrunken head on my tree, maybe I should do some shelf elves as well...
Moody Blues and Elton John were more prevalent in my childhood home than either.
The Germans have a word for vicarious embarrassment: fremdschämen.
I don’t think she’s retconning Hermione. She’s just saying that Hermione can be black and it doesn’t make a bit of difference.
Yeah, hair color does change with age. My husband was adorably strawberry-blonde as a baby but lightened up to dirty blonde in his teens, then darkened to light brown in his twenties.
Better headline:
JK Rowling Continues to be Awesome
Also note the slightly subversive (for the time) bit where the guy she ends up falling for volunteers to help out with the baby...and is competent at it!
Sunday morning matinees are the best. You have very few obnoxious children or teenagers. (Though if you spring for Alamo Drafthouse, you don’t get many of those anyway.)