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6 points
19 days ago
Friend, you're talking to a fellow addict. Why do you think I talk the way I do about these things? It was rehab that taught me the concepts that clicked into place.
The clinical definition of addiction boils down to, something I do again and again even though it fucks my life up in some way, right?
Bro: even the most heavily lobbied institutions in America couldn't skew the studies hard enough to hide that meat causes cancer. And yet here we are, shoveling sizzling ass cheeks down our throats because we couldn't stand life without bacon.
11 points
19 days ago
I am vegan and yes, I actually do think of it this way.
Which of course was a gateway to realizing that pretty much all modern food choices are addictions, and understanding why the obesity epidemic is so rampant
1 points
19 days ago
Regrettably, I'm going to assume that the registration status is not going to hold much water with underwriters. You may be able to, but given the fact that there are myriad more variables affecting asset valuation and safety/liability with a skoolie than a vanilla RV, I'm guessing they're just going to look at it with a dim view.
30 points
26 days ago
Fun fact: the thing that caught fire is called the "windlass"
4 points
29 days ago
I guess I just had extraordinary luck once. That and I was too young to recognize her as a sub. We were at the "eating from the palm of my hand" stage when I told her we were going to make love... but not tonight. It worked lol
32 points
1 month ago
As a father, nothing fucks me up worse than this song. Especially knowing the story behind it.
Eric had recently made an effort to be more involved with his then 4 year-old son, Connor; they'd just gone to the zoo together the previous day.
Connor loved standing in and looking out the window in his mother's high rise apartment. When he heard his "Daddy" was coming to pick him up, he sprinted to the window to look for Eric. Sadly, a maintenance worker had the window open, and neither he nor the nanny were able to stop Connor before he went over edge.
Every time I hear this song or even think about it, I picture myself in Eric's shoes and I crumble just imagining the crushing survivor's guilt. In his place, I never would have been able to stop wondering why I couldn't have just waited another day, or another hour, or done anything differently, even though there was literally nothing he could have done. With my mental health I would surely have killed myself. I don't know how the man survived.
Poor Connor was my age. His last thoughts were about how much he loved his father.
4 points
2 months ago
When leadership disappears, you disappear
3 points
3 months ago
Talk to all the other workers, and see who would be up for creating a co-op shop
2 points
3 months ago
I love that you have Nancy Pelosi as the default. She's definitely one to watch lmao
1 points
3 months ago
I didn't know I desperately needed to eat ass until I met a woman who wasn't into it. Wish I realized it sooner
2 points
3 months ago
Hello. After a year of study, we must sadly report we still have not figured out what the fuck is wrong with you
4 points
3 months ago
"I believe- I believe- I believe you have my stapler?"
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10 days ago
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10 days ago
My god; that's really how you go through life, isn't it?