Yup, there’s three rules about food:
- Don’t eat what will kill you.
- Eat stuff that tastes good.
- Eat stuff that’s good for you.
As long as you never break rule one and only occasionally break rules 2 and 3, you’ll have a good time.
i’m a turtle
Yup, there’s three rules about food:
As long as you never break rule one and only occasionally break rules 2 and 3, you’ll have a good time.
Asexual and sex-repulsed married lesbian here. Although I love my wife romantically very much, I don’t want to do anything to her chest.
I’ve bought a house, got married, published two books, do stand-up and host a small game show, survived two strokes, transitioned, and have a lot of friends who think I’m tolerable.
I’m a trans woman, so I just keep my head level, pretend I don’t see them, and just walk on by, lest some low-information voter think I’m a child molester and try to get me.
That said, children are absolute trash at paying attention to their destination and their environment, so when they inevitably cross my path in the dumbest possible way, I stop walking until they figure out they should go around me. That way I don’t accidentally kick the tiny knee-high humans.
I was one, once.
I’ve mostly got English and Japanese. English is pretty hard. I’m just a turtle.
英語と日本語が話せる。日本語は簡単だ。亀だけです。
As a beige Camry haver, my car is 22 years old and runs like a champ. Had to swap out the spark plugs, the cat, battery, tires, and brakes, but that’s expected when the car’s got a moonlength of mileage on it. I love this thing and will drive it until the frame is broken, I’m dead, or the car becomes illegal.
Well, did you do what she asked? Or did you stand there in the grocery store, excitedly posting on Lemmy, then milklessly return home?
4,000 weeks. 750k hours. That’s what the average human gets.
This is how I keep count.
I’m a stand-up comic and game show host. I migrated from reddit, where I founded /r/feminineboys and then passed it to capable moderators and abandoned the site as Apollo died.
Jason Pargin is a goddamn hero.