Idk I was having fun. I critically interpret things. It’s what I do o_o

I’m a millennial and changed my name. I don’t know why your relative wants to be called something new. There are thousands of possible reasons. You could ask them directly. If they’re autistic, there’s a very good chance they’ll be happy to tell you their thought process in direct and concrete terms. You could also attempt to compromise by calling them “Cal” which is a more normal name. Denying them without understanding is pretty much the worst move >_>

I posted a whole rant about this before I saw your comment. Suffice to say, I entirely agree. It’s one of his worst moments. What an asshole.

Fuck Elon Musk, but this is one of Jim’s worst moments in that show. If someone comes back from an extended therapy program with a set of tools and techniques they are using to solidify and remind themselves of the changes they have made to themselves and their lives, and one of them is as simple as asking you to use the other half of their legal name as their short form moniker, you have to be a an asshole not to do so. So yeah, call Musky’s new sinking ship whatever you want, but don’t be Jim Halpert about it, because Drew never crossed the line in anger again. /rantover

Grew up with that shit. Can confirm, giant roach. Can confirm, do not recommend.

Having a significant affinity for any part of the body is paraphilia. Boobs and ass are no more complete women than feet. They’re all stand ins for whole women and sexual experiences. They’re all libido cues for different people for different reasons. As someone with all of these parts, male sexual fixation feels the same regardless. I don’t see a meaningful difference and usually can’t tell what part of my body people are staring at.

Blood Diner, because it’s actually about a trans man who helps his dead uncle become his living aunt. It’s easy to lose track of the fact that this is a movie about two transitions in the chaos of the ancient blood cult, vegan diner that serves human meat, wrestling with Jimmy Hitler, and all that, but it’s all in there. Blood Diner was decades ahead of its time. I watch it a few times a year. Watch it as a double feature with Frankenhooker and pretend they’re modern experimental indie movies. Frankenhooker is a feminist masterpiece.

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You really can’t tell if you don’t know the person. I have a bright, weird personality and ADHD and work at a dispensary. People often think I’m high, assume that it’s part of my vibe, but I’m strictly no THC during the day. Meanwhile, one of my most down to earth, serious, no nonsense coworkers does dabs before work and on all her breaks. Nobody thinks she is high all the time, but she’s often the most THC filled person in the building.

I’ll never not upvote Loss. I will always love Loss.

Nope! It was between an on ramp embankment and one of those gnarly rural streets that looks like it’s been fucking mortared. It was in a cartoonish shithole of a small town in the moddle of nowhere.

I worked a day and a half at Hardee’s. First was half a day of “training” on the nastiest, greasiest tablet you can imagine. It was mostly health and safety protocols and regulations. Next was a full day of not doing any of that shit and selling dirty food. I never went back. It was a really fucking bad time to quit a job, but I couldn’t bring myself to basically give one or more people food poisoning every day…

The real question is the hell did people downvote me?

You shut someone down without informing or educating them on a text based discussion centric community with an academic stick up its ass. A one word response to a complex technical question is terrible etiquette in this sort of social environment.

my car is a metal horse that should go as long as I put gas in it

This one is fun because horses require so much more effort and upkeep than cars. Your horse can suck because you made it sad.

Come to the Midwest. A crazy number of people smoke here, like straight up cancer sticks smoke. I moved here from Florida, where I felt like you: was a low class thing of the past. In Missouri the booze is cheap and the tobacco plentiful. It’s wild.