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exactly. :)

ahh, got it. thank you!

WOW. this is so interesting, and actually it makes sense to me. i mean, it doesn't make sense to me the way it makes sense to you; i won't now see these shapes as threatening. however, i completely understand your explanation — the creepily wrong feeling and the organic/synthetic issue. and i get the robot imagery.…

gah! that's sooo effing gross. damn.

thanks for the reply. i can, of course, totally understand how that image could burn itself into your psyche. GAHHHHH. so gross.

wait — whooooa. this is kind of fascinating. (i'm a psychotherapist, and i've never heard of trypophobia. which is not to say it isn't real, not at all. i mean obviously there are many things i've not heard of — just to explain my interest.) i just googled it. do you have any idea where/when/why the fear started? is…

i suspect this is mostly an attempt to get people like me to buy their crap food, in which case they nailed it. mission accomplished. i haven't had a graham cracker in over a decade, but i will adopt a steady diet of them immediately. love love love.

"Vladimir Putin's divorce is final. Ladies."

just as i struggled to work through the shame of these results, mark shrayber saves the day by tacitly pointing out that Valium kicks Xanax's ass. at least someone around here has their substance rankings in order.

i was just about to write the same thing. and also: i'm ashamed of you, caffeine voters. every one. you disgust me.

ha, yeah, she's pretty f*ing cute. :)

i can't fathom what 1.072 billion dollars actually means, but i can tell you that this is what my kid does pretty much all day long (that's her, on the way home from baseball practice):

THIS is actually what should win. this. "and got a dog." i'm still laughing. thank you.

right? it's a legal speedball! splitting them up is some judgement of solomon type craziness.

that said, i went full xanax.