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I agree! They could've done it the quiet way and just stopped using Pesto, but they said loud and proud, "We don't support this."

After the real heavy, emotional storylines of the newest season, I'm not surprised. Those burgerpeople seem on the up-and-up for sure.

You mean Baby Numnum?

This is why trust busting is supposed to exist.

If I open my door Thursday night and go to put candy in someone's bag and see a toothbrush, I'm giving them a second handful of candy.

I wonder if this is what people felt like when they first started reading about AIDs. We used to have it so good...

Don't talk for us. We can talk for ourselves.

Almost certainly.

There's a market for everything.

Oh my God! No, thank you!

Poor man.

I made an off-hand comment to someone recently about how they needed to remember that these fascists would make him the first against the wall, and he asked me what that meant... and I became so uncomfortable, realizing how sheltered he was.

I don't understand how we got here. I don't understand how people are so... unaware of how easy it is, and how close they are to danger.

I do a really shallow bowl and my cat leaves me alone until the kibble is completely gone. Crumbs and all.

I'm at work and don't have time to scrutinize pork.

I do those things too and want to add; washing your hands. It's so damn simple. When I get off work, when I get home from being out, just washing my hands seems to have absolutely killed my constant battling sickness.

Walk in door, put down car keys, take off jacket or coat or cardigan or sweater, wash hands. Done. Haven't been sick in ages.

...I hope he becomes a vampire.

In a move I'm going to regret forever, I'll admit to the internet that I love being cuddle-fucked for literally as long as I can get it. (There's a catch- has to be my boyfriend.)

More than an hour and about 15 minutes and we'll probably need some lube, though.

Scream.

Oh, what sad times are these when passing ruffians call "boomer" at will to their elders. There is a pestilence upon this land. Nothing is sacred.

I want to be haunted by caring beings who remind me to eat.

This is why the baby stage is so fun and the teenage stage is so damn annoying.

Not exclusive to IT; I had to weigh the benefits of continuing to work as a caregiver for a small company, versus working in retail for a massive chain (which translates to fantastic insurance benefits.)

Sadly not a competition.

I want a wood burned sign that says, "Spite can motivate where kindness cannot."