

Medusa could talk menacingly over the sound of snakes hissing, her voice gravely and terrifying.
With Megoosa, she can’t even get a syllable in before honkHONKHONKhoHONKnkHONKHONK!
Medusa could talk menacingly over the sound of snakes hissing, her voice gravely and terrifying.
With Megoosa, she can’t even get a syllable in before honkHONKHONKhoHONKnkHONKHONK!
Yes, that’s what I meant. They’d most likely be getting much higher than 55% of their calories from ultra processed foods.
A better example might have just been to say that a simple garden salad with a light Italian dressing is 60% “ultra processed” if you go by the calories.
Not to mention this says 55% of their calories. If you eat salad for lunch four days a week, and the fifth day you eat a hot dog, you just got 55%+ of your calories from ultra processed foods.
And that’s salad without dressing. So not even realistic.
I’m sure it’s worth it to try to do better, but honestly 55% doesn’t sound that bad to me.
This had me and my Greek mythology obsessed six-year-old laughing out loud.
That’s the sanity bar, from Eternal Darkness: Sanity’s Requiem. Except having a meltdown in that game was like, walking into a room and having a delusion that your controller is disconnected, or a cockroach crawls across the screen, or all your arms fall off.
That was a great game.
Then capitalism slept with my wife!
Fun story: I once watched a lone star tick crawl into the headphone jack of my phone. After trying for hours to get it out, I did two google searches:
What eats ticks?
Guinea hen mating sounds.
Thirty seconds later, it crawled out.
I’ve always said that having ADHD is like being a superhero’s alter ego.
You’re always late, falling behind, or not mentally present, and you can never tell people the real reason.
“Um… There was a disturbance.”
Except instead of the real reason being that you were saving someone, it’s that your brain sucks.
It’s not that simple for some men, but for some other men it’s exactly that simple. I’m sure I’m a little lucky, but it was such an easy decision for me with no downside.
Ok, well, no need for me to cope with anything. I’m not being taken advantage of. It’s been working for six years.
Definitely not. My libido is as high as it ever was (which is fairly high).
That’s ridiculous.
My new hobby is emphatically uncensoring memes.
I noticed that trend in my red state a while ago. So many Reagans and Jacksons. One time my kid had a Stallone in her class.
Has to be Charles Oakley. They want her to grow up to be an enforcer in the WNBA.
Ugh. Fucking Oakleys. The worst.
As a parent in a red state, I’ve noticed way more last names as first names than what I grew up with. This seems to match that trend.
Ok, but I’m not lying.
Do you think I’m advertising or something? What would be my motivation for lying?
Do you think maybe there’s some kind of demographical overlap between people who take hair pills and people who were going to lose their boners anyway?
A fursuit of an alpaca, or made with alpaca fur? Or both?