Exactly that. I told my auntie about using mayo instead of butter, and according to her and Google, the sauce should have been lumpy instead of creamy and delicious like it was. So I was trying to figure out what I did right, to make it repeatable and so I can add it to my recipe book.

I could try, but in a few days, I made a whole pot and got to eat through it first, lol

Counterpoint, you're a dick. People like what they like, and if someone is not impressed by your "muse" or whatever, no reason to jump at their throat. It is not like they insulted it or called it hot steaming garbage, they just politely stated it wasn't their cup of tea.

Honestly, this feels like a meme. I have been eating man ass for years and I am yet to find someone with an unwashed butthole. Considering how often I see this claim, one would think it would be a more common problem.

Not saying it can't happen but, Do you have any first hand experience to support the "So many men don't" part?

Issue is, salaries are not enough, some credit cards give great benefits and cashbacks, and sadly the credit system is being exported to other countries, it is no longer an US only problem.

First time I tried to get a mortgage, I got rejected by multiple banks due to my "inexistent credit footprint", which was just the local flavor of a credit score. The banks even offered to give me credit cards, encouraging me to use them and NOT pay them off to prove I had a good payer behavior. Got lucky and found a credit union who didn't ask for any of that but had higher interest rates, so lose-lose situation.

I don't know or care about what you look like, but the fact that you can make memes so relatable and spot on simply means you are a hilarious girl who needs to be cherished.

Love, This Joe Bidome-looking unclefucker

"Sucks" is entirely subjective when applied to musical taste, I applaud your attempt for engagement. I do believe that Queen is overhyped to hell and back but other than that, big meh, lots of people don't like the same music I do, so that is completely normal.

Mild take.

All good atheists are open to the possibilities, because we do not have atheism as a belief, but as a word to express that we are a=without + theism=religion.

Personally, even if a deity showed up and perform a miracle right before my eyes, I would not convert without a massive discussion because my personal moral compass would not allow myself to worship a being that holds so much power, but actively refuses to reduce suffering in such a large scale, but that is just me.

If it had a good reason such as being imprisoned by an evil deity and just having freed itself, and coming back to us to help us, then it would get my full support and belief, after some scrutiny of course.

For me, it would keep me from being an oxymoron. I make an active effort to test my knowledge and beliefs, and to update my knowledge when previously held beliefs prove either false or unjustified.

And to hold a belief so significant without any proof or evidence would make me a hypocrite.

I had the opposite experience, pansexual but homoromantic, neraly married a woman I thought I loved, sex was amazing and I thought what I felt was love through the eyes of an autistic person, but after she broke up with me and I finally had my first boyfriend, everything clicked.

You can't miss what you have never had, but once you discover your true self, there is no going back.

They do, according to the studies I have read. And unlike a lot of studies, that default to male violence in straight cases of domestic violence, a lot of the lesbic cases seem to be tagged as mutual violence.

Don't know if it is bias on the measuring bodies, since a lot of people claim female on male violence is not a thing, and that the moment a man strikes a woman, no matter the circumstances, it is male on female. Including a case I witnessed, where a female family member attacked her boyfriend with a knife, he disarmed her and since he bruised her while doing so, he was removed from the house and lost custody of his own daughter.

Same, I am bi, and that is the reason I stopped trying to date women, or anyone who behaves like that for good measure, because some guys try to pull that same stunt.

I want a partner who is as interested and as into dating me as I am into dating them, someone who puts the time in and makes an effort, makes me and my time feel valued, and is also willing to to invest themselves and their time on me, and I don't know if I was just unlucky, but I never found a woman who was into that. But then again, I pretty much only dated teens and women in their early 20s, as I liked dating people on my own age group and it was at those ages that I was actively dating women.

But from an outsider's perspective, now on my late 30s, the straight dating market looks awful, I think I'll stick with men.

At least for me, who was a disabled kid who literally couldn't go out and play under the sun, online multi-players were my salvation. For collaborative games, such as MMOs, few things are as fun as a full squad with comms, whole party of friends investigating a brand new dungeon. Or the gorgeous chaos of a full chain of command, creating strategies and forming friendships in the heat of a 60 v 60 battle, gathering resources beforehand to make yourself useful, the commaradery of giving your old, engraved armor and weapons to your guild's treasury, or to a growing player you took under your wing.

A lot of its allure is for isolated people, a place to build a community and sure, chatting is a significant aspect, but once you know your squadmates, everything flows just better.

In countries without free and efficient health care? Hell no. I am against self medication for obvious reasons, but my self diagnosis(On autism and ADHD), and discussing it with my doctor (Not telling the doctor "I have X and Y", but telling them "I think I might have X and Y but haven't been able to follow through with all the hoops they make me jump through to get diagnosed) got me the push I needed to actually go ahead and pay to get properly diagnosed.

Mostly because I thought "I am already an adult, so it won't make a difference", my GP asked me a few questions, told me he wasn't legally qualified to diagnose me, but recommended a private clinic where they did walk Ins, was pretty affordable and I would not have to worry about the main reason why I wasn't tested and diagnosed yet, the fact that my country's free health insurance gives those appointments after a grueling process of going for a general evaluation, scheduled months into the future, then having to bring the medical reference to a different city,, waiting for them to be approved, then get the reference + the approval to another office, which would then set up your appointment about a year after that date. Go make 10 people with ADHD and no help try to follow that process by themselves, which I tried and failed multiple times, and tell me how well it goes.

Oh, and I forgot to add, everything is valid for just 10 days after it is released from their current step, to bring to the next step, if those 10 days run out, start over from zero. Doing that while also having a full time job, which falls at the same time as the times when those offices open, recipe for absolute disaster.

I'm on the camp of, "offer the self diagnosed support but encourage them to get diagnosed before actually treating them", and not only "You're supported" clichés, actually get in there and help them with all the red tape and paralizing issues they will end up facing, and the reasons why they haven't been diagnosed yet.

Thank you! No wonder my translator broke. Same principle as a few weeks ago and the jeans, AI generated, shitty memes, got it.

Rule of thumb, when asking about stuff, it is good to give a couple of examples.

Honestly, I agree with you and with them. They chose said painting because it is incredibly expensive, so it represents how much people are willing to pay for a painting, while not doing an effort to care for the world we live in.

According to my sources, another reason was that the painting was encased in glass, so they saw it as a great target for the stunt, to get attention, while not causing any damage to the actual work of art.

So, the message being "Look at how much you people's care about us "destroying" a work of art, but nobody gives a shit about the people who are destroying the world".

That is fantastic, personally, I would hace given the turkey a nice umulat(◌̈/¨) to keep up with the times, but your meme skills are still on point.

Never change <3

Because it serves a genuine function, because the process poses an unnecessary risk, because there is no way to know how big the penis is going to get when the kid grows up, and that is part of the reason for the foreskin, to have a ton of give so it doesn't happen like it did to my ex. He got circumcised as a newborn, and by the time he finished puberty, his penis grew far more than the leftover foreskin, so he wasn't even able to have full erections without a tremendous amount of pain and sometimes, even tearing.

That is uncommon, a pizzacake one that is not shitty. Thank you for sharing!

That one is optional, and I have the best defense mechanism.

Honestly, a lot of that is risk assessment. A fair share of their customers are mentally unwell, and a lot of those are prone to parasocial relations. They can even snap and kidnap, murder, stalk or harass their companions, or at least that is what my cousin who is an escort told me when I asked her about why she was denying a request for a dinner at a fancy restaurant.

Also, a fair share of customers who hire them to a companionship gig to an expensive place, end up getting abusive if they "fail" to "woo" their companion, who didn't even attend with the state of mind to accept a wooing, went there as a businesses transaction.

Good, weaponize that autism. That is how I found out I was being abused as well, by documenting and finding patterns, then sharing them with a close and trusted friend, in part because my ex abused me so much and for so long, I lost every shred of self confidence, so I wasn't even trusting my own mind.

We are not broken, we are just different. And we got to play to our strengths. I am truly proud of you and no matter what others might tell you, this is growth.

Damn, I sort of feel like saying "Thank fuck he isn't president of MY country", but then I remember how even my local covidiots felt validated by the giant cheese puff, and how Trump is offering carte blanche to companies, for them to pillage and destroy the living conditions of the whole world.

All I can do is shake my head, hope for the best and prepare for the worst.

Dank is entirely subjective, and even if we were born in the same "back then", our danks can be completely incompatible. There isn't an agenda, it is just another extension of capitalism and profitability.

These people's

It is mentioned on the second season of the Netflix one, but it is more relevant in the books, and the UK version AFAIK.

Genetical in the sense that you are programmed to behave like that, not in the sense it has to be yours to prompt said response. Paternity fraud is no joke.

A huge part of the issue(From what I have seen on my years working insurance) are injuries. A day laborer lives by the day, has little to no savings and has an accident or gets hurt. They know two weeks off + hospital fees will bankrupt them, so they go to work with their bodies already in a bad state, which only furthers their existing injuries, until they either fall into despair, finally seek attention and their lack of support networks makes the situation so dire, the only option they can see is a noose.

Heartbreaking really. That is one of the reasons why I left that job market, I simply could not bear telling more people, the corporate version of "You've ran out of money, good luck with your cancer though".

Not really, I am still very worried, she doesn't seem to be getting much better.

How lovely, you graced us with a selfie. I just knew you looked like that.

No kids, ever. I can hardly take care of myself, can't even be trusted with a plant, and I find them disgusting. Who will care for me when I am old? I have worked long and hard with the elderly, and knowing how many of them were abandoned by their families, it is easy to see that my odds are better investing the money I would use to raise a child, in a retirement fund instead.

But with how broke I am, I am not even getting to do the retirement fund thing, so yay. Glad I didn't let an ex change my mind when I was earning a lot back in the day, because those jobs got "optimized" and outsourced.

Exactly. My mom was sick a few years ago so I went back to my hometown for an extended visit. I certainly won't bunk with her and her new husband, and conveniently, people don't include hotels in their polarized war against landlords.

The best option for me was to just rent a room at a boarding house, which was both cost effective and close to my mother's place.

The issue is not landlords themselves, it is the capitalism, the unrestrained corporate greed and the lack of very steep taxes for the owners of multiple homes.

I know, I've been sick before, and how I feel when sick and alone vs sick and covered in cats, it is surprising how much difference is there. So, time to return her kindness, I am currently in my sleeping bag cuddling with her and keeping her warm.

You know, mobiles are a thing, Right? And that venting can help with the feelings of frustration and impotence I feel while I wait to see if my girl will pull through, and that social interaction helps a lot with grief and loss. She is currently cuddled up with me in my sleeping bag, right after her subcutaneous saline injections to try to keep her hydrated.

Thank you, I really hope this round of meds does the trick, poor girl is exhausted.

Thank you.

Lemmy gold should be a thing, or like, badges we could give to awesome comments, that refill for free every week. If they were, I'd give you one for sure, as a non-native English speaker, the message you were responding to was so incomprehensible to me, I just read like a line or two, and went to your response, to try and infer by context clues what the walking, talking, aneurism of a person you were responding to, even said.

Fuck me, I had not thought of that. Wow.