

When I was a kid, I heard two unsubstantiated rumors about McDonald’s food:
I doubt that either are true, but if the latter were maybe it would answer your question.
I mean, I can guess from context; however, thank you for the warning.
Everyone to whom I mention lemmy - even some of those to whom I have before - responds by asking about a musician of whom I’d never heard before I started having these conversations.
Perhaps they’re so cute that I can’t handle it in whole.
It seems like he injected the lighter into his forehead.


Putting nipple caps on my grass sounds exhausting, but I wish this person the best and their truest self identity.
This sounds like how Seinfeld describes checks.


I had this exact experience and tried to ask the technician about it. She didn’t understand what I was asking. I thought I was just explaining it poorly.
Lemmy needs to stop trying to convince me I’m neurodivergent.
Men and women are both stupid. Humanity is stupid. We should all just work together to conquer that. Boy I’m in a grumpy mood this morning.
That makes sense. Thank you for taking the time to respond.
TIL coyotes are monogamous. Also, I agree with you about Drew Gooden, though I’m curious about your choice of pronouns.


I can’t decide whether to upvote or downvote this, but I think I like you.


That’s disappointing, but good to know. Thank you.


Thank you!


There’s a miniseries?!
When I was a kid, I don’t think I knew what MSG was, so this reasoning would have been lost on me.