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*peering down at my intestines in consternation* u need to get a Fucking Grip

stop calling it a girl dinner and call it by its formal name: Fend For Yourself dinner in an ingredients household

That already has a name. It's called egg salad T-T

How is a concotion of eggs, mayo, mustard, and seasonings to taste a salad? It contains zero leafy green or vegetable.

A salad can just be a chopped mix of things. That’s egg salad alright. I put it on sandwiches. You can also put pickle relish and/or chopped onion in it.

If we go by the definition that any chopped mess of random bullshit counts as a salad, then I guess I'm a salad.

If that’s what you feel in your heart I won’t tell you that you’re wrong

Uh-oh, coming down with a case of “what-if-a-bunch-of-other-people-experience-these-symptoms-as-bad-as-I-do-but-they-suck-it-up-and-work-anyway-and-I’m-just-being-a-little-bitch”-itis

explosion at health potion factory 0 dead 0 injured

I dreamed I met a new dnd group and someone already made Hail Mary's Rocky into a playable race.

The only downside to talking to small children like they’re normal people and treating them like normal people (as per my mom) is that as they develop into bigger children they are viscerally aware of every single moment in which they are pandered to like stupid little accessories (as per my dad, my teacher, the special ed aide, every adult in my middle school) and you end up getting a lot of phone calls from people reporting your kid for (checks notes) “undermining authority”, “disrupting the classroom environment”, “disobeying elder peers”, and “unionizing the grade eleven gym class with intent to incite a mutiny” (as per me) and you end up with a Grown Adult who will absolutely encourage and enable other people’s children to fuck the sustem

if you go looking for doom and gloom all you will see is doom and gloom. if you go looking for reduced items at the grocery store you may find a littol treat