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touches U in a very weird but non sexual way

You're right. I SHOULD be able to take the train from Minneapolis to Berlin.

hey you 🫵 have you washed your water bottle lately? 🫵 it’s getting hot and mold is going to grow 🫵 wash it 🫵

But... my mold. #mymold

[doesn't understand jacking off] and I'm supposed to... touch my penis? [shaking my head and smiling, murmuring to myself] touching my own penis... [chuckles] what will they come up with next

My reading about poisonous mushrooms reminded me of a childhood friend I had who got into an argument with his mom when he was 5-7 years old and he got so angry he picked a random wild mushroom in the yard and stuffed it in his mouth and ate it to punish her. He was a middle chid with 3 siblings. She freaked out and packed up his siblings and rushed him to the emergency room and they were desperately trying to identify the mushroom and pump his stomach, the whole family was trapped in the ER all night. Either the mushroom he ate was not poisonous or the medical team managed to flush it out of his system in time because he had zero ill effects. None. He was fine. I know this because his mother liked to recount this story to embarrass him when she was drunk and I remembered thinking “Damn, but he did kind of get the last laugh there.”

This is about as unrelated as it gets, but I was once on a cooking competition show as background. I had a prep list, and while the contestants were front-stage, I was in the back of the shot, doing the prep list, looking chef-y, alongside some other BG. The prep list was double-duty, it was also making stuff for the contestants to use later, but our main job was just to make the kitchen look busier. I imagine that in most shots I was in, I was at best an out-of-focus blur behind the main shot. So at the beginning, the contestants are showing off their knife skills and making little fruit sculptures or whatever, IDGAF, and they were being interviewed at the same time. "What does cooking mean to you?" and that kind of stuff. I . . . was not supposed to be interviewed. I was BG. The interviewer apparently, did not know who was a contestant and who was BG, so they came over to me. And after all of these eloquent long-winded philosophy-and-dream guided answers, they come to me, and go "What is cooking?" And me, deep in focus on looking professional and getting the prep list done and not listening to the interviews, aware that I'm not supposed to talk or be talked to (I'm not paid for speaking lines!), but also aware I am the focus right now, but also aware that they will cut this out of the televised part and I can relax and shrug him off, but also suddenly aware there's still a live audience and I can't just shrug him off, but also confused because I didn't realize he was fishing for a deep philosophical answer: "Cooking is making food". Well. I got a laugh out of the live audience, and they must have decided to keep the line because my pay was upgraded from "SSE" (Special Skills Extra) rates to "Speaking" rates.

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If you really want your bloodline to continue, try donating blood. Increase the chances of your blood being passed on

Bone marrow too. Literally transfer your bloodline to another person.

I hope that Ringo Starr's unethical retention of the elfstones finally gets brought into the public eye in 2026.

Called it.

i love to have a hobby

my hobby is looking at two guys and saying Now whats all this then

Women and women can never be friends because the sex thing just gets in the way

there are apparently a lot of mushrooms that are poisonous to some people and edible for others. unlike food allergies, it’s not an allergic immune reaction, it’s mushroom poisoning but only for some people

you are NOT immune to cunty little detective. at some point in your life your brain will be taken over by a fictional detective and there’s nothing you can do about it. it WILL happen to you. you might even end up transgender about it