Month: December 2017
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your daughter is beautiful
patreon stop patreon no
there goes all our $1 pledges folks!
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drst:
I think itâs because youâre all named Chris, and youâre all kinda scruffy and squinty and jacked, but in a sweet way. Youâre always at the airport wearing raggedy tees that are tight just around the pecs. And you have bracelets with wooden beads, from Bali or wherever.Â
â Kate McKinnon
I need all four of them to do a video together about this problem. Shirtless. For science.
Here is my vision:
1. They make four Ghostbusters movies (i.e. three more).
2. In each one, Kevin is played by a different Chris.
3. With no comment or explanation at all.
4. In the final one, they finally go see Kevinâs band play, and all of the Chrises are the band.
5. Also with no comment or explanation at all.
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Honestly, in the absence of autoimmune conditions that impose dietary restrictions, ANY diet that says that Homo Sapiens Sapiens, a species that is wildly successful in large part because we have spent the last six million or so years evolving to be opportunistic omnivores (and yes, thatâs going back before any human species, to our common ancestor with chimpanzees, because chimps are also opportunistic omnivores and we both got that from our common ancestor) is not designed to eat __________, immediately trips my âbullshitâ alarms.Â
We can eat just about any damn thing we can shove in our faces and chew. If itâs toxic, we may be able to cook it so it isnât and still shove it in our faces and extract nutrition from it. Weâll sure as hell try.Â
You are absolutely designed by millions of years of evolution to eat plants, animals, grains, fungi, whatever. âOriginal human dietâ my left asscheek. Show a Cro Magnon hunter a burger and fries and heâd be all over that shit. Â
That said, maybe still avoid things like the insides of stone fruit pits, and manchineel fruit, and live venomous animals.
True. Kill the venomous animals first and de-venom them.Â
Weâd never have known if some poor souls hadnât the courage to push the limits of human gastronomy.
I always wonder about the stories behind how we figured out which things were poison.Â
âOona at that mushroom and died. Donât eat those. But THAT oneâŠAyna ate that one and absofuckinlutely tripped balls. Grab more of those.âÂ
One time I asked how anyone first thought to make/eat cheese and was told to ânever underestimate the creativity of starving peasants.â
Very true.Â
Even when something kills people who eat it we still try to play around with it until it stops killing people, like with kidney beans.
Then you get the people who somehow discovered that feeding reindeer certain types of poisonous mushrooms and proceeding to drink the reindeer piss causes you to trip balls and then the discovery of stuff like bread and cheese and alcohol make a lot more sense.
One trait seems to unite all human cultures; every goddamned one figures out some way to get absolutely and totally fucked up.Â
iâm personally glad that most human cultures also figure out how to deep fat fry things. because getting totally fucked up is that much better with fried chicken.
This is the Truth.Â
Human 1: Okay, we have this leftover vat of boiling oil. The stuff we throw on people as a siege weapon.
Human 2: I’ma dip my chicken in it.
Human 1: Fred no
Human 2: It cronch
i have spent many a late night hour, in various states of inebriation, considering how the first piece of fried chicken happened. this theory never occurred to me, but i sincerely thank you for sharing it.
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so i was admiring my new christmas sweater when i suddenly remembered that text post about santaâs reindeer all being gals and
iâd like to thank my mom for inadvertently buying me a lesbian reindeer sweater
don we now our gay apparel
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âBroflake. Can you use it in a sentence?â
âMy last post about the Wonder Woman screening brought an instant avalanche of broflakes into my comments.â