Did you ever hear of the channel S.V. Seeker? Honestly my favourite bit of niche internet drama, I can’t even begin to list the crazy shit that went down but basically a madman with zero knowledge of sailing let alone boatbuilding welded together an ill-conceived hulk roughly according to the plans of someone who is himself a nutter; misadventures on the way include pouring a lead keel and poisoning the topsoil if not himself, faking an explosion and resulting traumatic brain injury to learn who his ‘real fans’ were, and creating possibly the scariest boat I’ve ever heard of which no doubt will end up on the news one day having becoming a hazard to navigation.

Anyway he’s the first person I ever heard of using a poo knife. He was openly advocating the practice, as well as a ‘poo nest’ to prevent splashback.

This what I came here looking for. That story haunts me every time I go to the bathroom at a friend’s house for the first time. I’m just waiting for the day I see a knife next to the toilet.

I knew a poop knife family. They had 10 kids though, that might have had something to do with it.

Apparently super common and a religious thing.

Never thought I’d feel so warm towards a toilet brush before I read that story.

The only way that my spouse and I remotely come close to buying everything we need at the store is by using AnyList and training ourselves to add items to it the very moment we realize we need it. I’ve pulled out my phone in the middle of a doctor consultation just to add “Cat Litter” to the list, because I know if I didn’t do it then, I’d forget, and wouldn’t remember again until it was too late and the cats were already in active revolt.

And not just randomly thinking of things.

Figuring out what ingredients need to be used soon.

Then using that to plan out what meals will be made between now and the next shopping trip.

The figuring out what’s needed to make those.

Then figuring out what from that list you already have.

Then subtracting the “already have” list from the combined ingredient list of those planned meals.

Then writing that list down.

Europeans in shambles.

At my uni, we technically have a rule banning pocket knives on campus, but because we have engineering and animal science students on campus, it’s not a big deal when you see people carry pocket knives.

That sounds a lot like Albacete and Andalucía with all those navajas, especially the gifting part (Navajas de Albacete are a well-known souvenir here in Spain)

Good instinct but isn’t this what bathroom cupboards (the one with the mirror that you put above the sink) are for?

Also close toilet lid when flushing.

You are a scholar. I don’t even want other people’s toothpaste moisture on my toothbrush

Hope you don’t breathe while in the bathroom

I worry about pooh on my toothbrush. But I got these toothbrush covers instead.

Good on you, bud, I’ve done the same. I understand the Internet is always in an uproar over HoAs but it’s cooperative self governance. In our community we collectively own the land. A good HoA is essential. I have a background in fiscal analysis and budgeting and I can provide my neighbors these skills for a healthier neighborhood.

I’m sure there’s some dickhead on the Internet claiming we fined him unjustly for his broken window. He probably won’t tell you that it was broken for five years, caused a pipe burst that flooded his widow neighbor’s unit and forced her to discard her deceased husband’s possessions. Then waited until the following year’s frost without acting.

It’s a total pain in the ass of a gig and at least 30% of your residents are unpleasable. But the alternative is a working class neighborhood gets run by that one person who’s happy to fine for out of season decorations. If motherfuckers stepped up and acted like the board members they want to see, maybe they wouldn’t constantly whine about what are, to the majority of them, purely hypothetical tyrants.

I think it’s one of those roles where you if do it well, no one will notice.

By joining a HOA you already proved you’re an asshole though.

Heternormative Overlord Associations are fucking creepy, you telling me some fucking busybody with no life can tell me what colour to paint my fence if I lived in America?

Fuck right off. I thought y’all were the Land of the Free.

Here in Europe, we can do what we want as long as it’s within health and safety rules, without some weird stepford cult being like “it’s not approved by the council of elders!”

I think the difference is you got handed power/responsibilities nobody wanted and other hoa presidents sought it out for the power

In my experience you are definitely the exception. Good on ya

If you shingled my house with deep black, I’d call for your removal.

I live in NM, and you’d turn my house into an oven.

Fortunately, my HOA has no restrictions on shingle colors. I chose the whitest once I could get. My HOA is decent, mostly they just deal with the landscape company, and keep people from trashing their own yards. I haven’t raked leaves or mowed a lawn in nearly 30 years. My front yard always looks good.

I never had an HOA that wasn’t abysmal, so I’d say you are a very good exception.

Spoiler: You’re not

I used to think coffee was for men and tea was for women because of the adults in my family’s preferences

My mother hates driving and tried to avoid it and my grandma didn’t, neither did my aunt until my uncle died in his mid 50s. Never really thought about this until now.

There’s a whole group of people near me with this problem (not cars though). I think they may have cracked it this generation around as there’s very few boys.

Yea too bad decent people dont lie to their kids enough about things that are just a little evil and make them into huge deals.

…and then the driver didn’t signal to turn and the cement truck couldn’t stop and crushed the driver to death. Remember kids, be predictable when driving.

Like replacing the screen door with one with windows, or hanging a new main door?

Bros before hoas.