I put my utensils in down because they are then drawer-ready - pull out a handful and sort them directly into their slots.

An important note that my repairman told me: do not use powdered dishwasher detergent - when (not if) you use too much, it behaves like a sand blaster, etching your glassware.

I remember my attempt at international/language puns when I called out “garçon” in a Mexican restaurant (in Mexico) and this guy in back threw down his broom and said “my name is Garcia”. Sigh.

The optimist says “this is the best of all possible worlds”

There is a difference between firing someone and not renewing their contract - work it out before you comment.

Tape your hands and wear leather gloves - no point in damaging your hands.

Don’t bother your parents - we’ll do it for you. Since you bring up a coded word for discussion on a site where there is no discussion necessary on how awful the word is, has been, and will probably continue to be. just

Conversely - “look how we take care of our employees, we offer health insurance for a measly $0.42"

My es-s.i.l sent us some hot sauce from the WI mustard museum; it was labeled “you can’t make it too hot for me” and included an eye-dropper. We gave it to a co-worker who put a drop on his tongue - his face turned bright red, sweat popped out all over his face and he fell to his knees. Then said “that was good”

Venti is Italian for 20; “I’ll have a 20" just galls me so I order by oz.

Dude, calm down. You are not going to get MRSA at the gym - as long as you keep your fingers out of your mouth and/or eyes. Your skin is what keeps you you and the world not you; your skin is really good at its job (which includes, among other things, maintaining fluid balance, regulating body temperature, and…

Yeah! I remember during an immigration rights march, some protesters started changing “USA” and the marchers, stopped and picked up the chant - the protesters were shocked.

being turned into a Picasso

One of things that saved my life is that jello-shots were not invented until I was in my 60s - alcohol going down that sweetly would have killed me when I was 15 (I was a pass-out drunk until I was in my early 20s)

I wonder how many twit-book group photos I appear in and if I get tagged - not enough to go looking but I just wonder.

My ex was a taster for Green G**** - she never could eat canned food after that gig. I was indifferent but now prefer frozen and spurn most canned veggies - the exception being whole beans. She said that you do not even want to know what goes into ‘creamed corn’ (used to be one of my favorites.)

Even randomly reading a phrase after every 3 or 4 pages was still tl:dr. I wonder if mr.Sinister vomited all that in one sit-down or does he have that screed stored to bring out as needed(?)? It certainly sounded like a manifesto.

Please, please find a credit union near you and bid the banks goodbye.

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