shulkiesmash
ShulkieSmash
shulkiesmash

Dominican.

I was saying Boo-urns…

Judging by the look on her face, I'm pretty sure she wishes she'd stayed there.

I attended Catholic school for 12 years, and in high school particularly there was a huge focus on social justice (the real kind). We had an Amnesty International club, for instance, and there were always charity efforts going on of all kinds, from canned food drives to Red Cross donations. Let me tell you, Catholic

This makes me feel so old, and so very, very tired.

Yep. Sounds about right!

I love snails so much that I'd practically run over my own mother to get some.

I've had kangaroo. It was the special one night when I was working in an Irish kitchen and they had us all try it. I recall they prepared it like a filet mignon with some kind of bordelaise sauce. It was pretty good - a lot like venison.

God, I'm so happy you made this joke.

God, I'm so happy you made this joke.

I think you have a very narrow view of mental illness and what it "should" be.

People who are emotionally abused can still, and do, develop PTSD from being in those relationships. It doesn't "cheapen" anything. Have you ever been emotionally abused or gaslit? I have. I didn't wind up with PTSD, but I had severe anxiety attacks after getting out of that relationship for months. It fucks with some

….kids?

So….not the VA? Lord, are you telling me the British military is just as bad?!

Ah, the VA. And they wonder why everyone hates them.

Don't you know? Unless you've been shot at or sexually assaulted, you don't really have PTSD. I know because someone who once authored a paper on trauma while in college told me so!

Dirt gives it more flavah.

I went to Catholic school and we learned pretty extensively about WWII and the Holocaust both in 8th grade and in 11th grade (which was when we got to 20th century history). My 11th grade field trip was to the Holocaust Museum in Washington, DC. I haven't been back since because it was such a legitimately upsetting

Yeah, but video games are evil and incite violence—

Not until I get my dirty American hands on some of this food, it ain't.