I don’t think the broader populace has any link between the two of them in their minds.
I don’t think the broader populace has any link between the two of them in their minds.
I’ll be getting a puppy next month (from a good, reputable, and loving breeder). I lost my last puppy to an extremely rare type of cancer a few months ago and I really need this.
I still miss you, baby dog. And so does our other dog. She’ll be so happy to have another friend.
Words cannot express how vile your opinion is on this topic.
You can do both. Getting stray pets, especially cats, spayed and neutered and returned to where they were found is very much a thing.
Agreed. I don’t care how big the shit is. If dog owners have to pick up their dog shit, horse owners should have to pick up their horse shit.
That’s kind of a different thing than I was talking about.
Your Kraft mac and cheese will be much easier to mix the cheese in my way.
Same if you make mac and cheese with powdered cheese. Make a roux, make the sauce, then mix the sauce into the noodles.
“Girls” and “men”. 😒 The word you were looking for is “women”.
I’m not so sure of your solution, but as an Mbinner…
It’s not even the stress. It’s the schedule itself, apparently, that increases risk of both. I would link to a source, but I am tired right now. It’s easy enough to look up, though.
Same. Which is a shame because I could enjoy a silly game where you play soccer in a car. But not the way people play it in real life. Those ultra competitive types have to ruin anything with the littlest bit of competitive dynamic.
I remember my friends getting me to play LoL when it came out (we were big WoW people who were all very comfortable and good at WoW-style PvP). Didn’t stay there long!
Oooh, now I’ve got to read it
I remember when Rocket League first came out and I thought it was going to be this silly, fun game. Boy, was I wrong. Totally not my crowd.
Nothing wrong with adding it to your own plate as long as it’s not in the dish you’re serving others. 😉
The Ritual should totally be number one. But to each their own.
You’re mostly there.
Fry up the bulk sausage, making sure you chop it up nicely. Don’t skimp on the sausage. Make a roux with the grease and a bit of flour and milk. Add flour and milk gradually to your desired consistency (I like it fairly thick), but don’t go overboard on the milk or it will become bland and milky. Add fresh cracked black pepper and, importantly, no other seasonings or toppings.
That last part is where every place seems to go wrong these days. Almost everywhere overdoes it by trying to make it something fancy, so they add extra seasonings and things like bacon and green onions and salt. I love bacon and green onions and salt, but they don’t go into gravy. And some places forget the pepper. You need pepper. And of course, most places are very skimpy on the actual sausage, even though it’s cheap.
Anyway, once done, apply liberally to your preferred biscuits. Quick, easy, delicious.
Shortly after I returned to the States from Fukushima (a little bit after the disaster), I was taking an emergency response course on radioactivity. Everybody there got to use a Geiger counter on themselves and their belongings and various things in the room. The only thing that set it off was the purse I had brought back with me.
Anecdotal, obviously, and it wasn’t highly radioactive, but I did get rid of the purse.
wtf