Exactly, always strain out. Chunks mean rot and mold.

Don’t let your dreams be dreams! Infusing scents should be as easy as soaking the aromatic you want in a carrier oil for a while and then mixing it with a wax!

Just… Don’t yell at me if you don’t get your apartment’s deposit back.

Thanksgiving Edition: I’m gonna spread your legs and stuff you full of onion, bread, sausage, and apples.

Well, they seem to think pedophilia is too, so… yeah… That’s the kind of piece of shit we’ve got here.

I can help.

Eeeeee-uh uaaahhhh uaaah eeeeeeeeeeeeeeuhaaaaaaa dangadanga kssshhhhhhh SSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHH eeuuuuuUUUUAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHAH SSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHH

They look like the stand-in crew for some of the Star Trek TNG cast.

They did, some generic boiler plate like “We’re so sorry! We’ve sent your feedback to our team!” I sincerely hope they did and some dude got to read that. I honestly don’t know how those made it past the taste testing phase…

The wife picked them up, tried one, had me try one, then they went in the trash. The texture is weird, not anything you’d expect at all and the flavor was disgusting. The only worse thing I’ve tried was those Old El Paso Fiesta Twist things. They were so bad I wrote the company… The churro ones taste like old cardboard that’s been sitting on a shelf and the taco ones taste like someone farted into your mouth after eating tacos.

That would explain some things. The wife got those circus peanut things and they tasted like hot garbage.

Edit: This crap… The sour cream and cheddar specifically. Tasted like I was actually poisoning myself.

Wait, they changed the shape? When??? Only Pringles product I’ve had in like the past 6 months is those gross packing peanut things…

Meanwhile, at the Kong residence

Run the payment through PayPal direct to your bank account.

Alternatively, you could add the funds directly to your steam wallet using your regular card and say “Fuck you, you can’t even stop me!” to them.

I’m glad I’m not the only one! I still vividly remember being at a buddy’s house, there were like 4 or 5 of us taking turns playing Playstation, Marvel VS Capcom, and watching it on his other TV and all of us stopping to watch as they feed the guy in… That scene made me so queasy.

My wife’s great danes would get their ears flipped and get their jowls stuck on their teeth all the time. She’d always tell them “fix your face,” to which they’d shake their heads. Good pups, I miss them…

It’s also been used much longer. First known use of “happy as as a clam” was 1833 versus “free as a bird” being used in the 17th century.

*Takes both*

Although I would love if they kept their shitty music to themselves, I’m not interested in their crap.

For real… Any of the people who I do come across doing this are listening to the tinniest garbage that sounds like organized radio static.

And it’s always got to be in the grocery store or Walmart. How about while you’re there, you go buy some $20 Bluetooth headphones so you can listen to your garbage music alone and stop torturing the rest of us with your bad decisions?

Based on who’s morals? The ones who are shooting women and children as they try to get help. The ones killing aid workers and doctors who are trying to help? Those people’s morals?

You know… I’ve seen a lot of shit in my decades on the internet…

I was there for the tubgirl/goatse/blue waffle/lemon party College Humor invasions…

I’ve read the jolly rancher story, the coconut story, and others that would make some men vomit.

I’ve seen the Hulk getting railed by Slimer…

I was not expecting pregnant, barefoot Goofy looking like he belongs on a dakimakura today.

I only hope this doesn’t awaken anything in the guy from the FBI that monitors me… Sorry Steve… The poor guy’s been through a lot.

Not only does Goofy have a son. It looks like he had two. What’s never really explained is what happened to Goofy’s other son, Junior, after he found out his wife was cheating on him…