I promise you my potato soup is not a sauce.

It’s a cream soup and it’s essentially weird mashed potato when cold.

You’re characterizing a whole spectrum with one terrible example.

Headbutts are also about pheremones.

My least favorite word as a first responder: “ejected.”

Hope everything comes out alright.

Love this.

And I got here before the pizzacake hateclub? Will wonders never cease.

No one should make or buy these but Wnitewrter is like the Ermagerd version of Whitewater and it slayed me. In a meme way.

I once said something about hating tankies and got name-checked into a thread there. I explained that I don’t care for authoritarianism of any kind, and one mouthy punk kept trying to rile me up.

Y’all got a reputation for a reason.

(There were others who were chill about it, but people tend to remember loud assholes better than chill people.)

I had to post three or four warnings to my friend group that said, “The following is not a cry for help, I promise I’m fine” before I posted this.

Worth it.

I’ll give it a shot. Thanks!

Every time it happens I shake my phone and yell, “Just let me give you money!!”

Yes! Every other month it drops me!

She’s screaming, with her head in the leopard’s mouth, “But I can be useful!”

Opponents beware, opponents beware.

I just watched a woman in emergency management give a class in a room with busted A/C while she was experiencing a menopause hot flash that had her hair soaked with sweat.

Sick to death of arguments that because women have feelings, they can’t be as or more capable. She might have sweat on every surface of her body, but that woman has ice in her veins.

This was my instinct with that submarine fiasco. Calls a man he’s never seen or talked to a pedophile? First thing? Gotta be a reason that word was in his mind.

I immediately thought of an Everlasting Gay. Like the Everlasting Gobstopper.

It’s just like any other system of belief. You can sit around praying for something, or you can cast more effective hexes, such as “hit this guy with my car,” or “actually give him poison.”

Lets hope all these internet witches don’t learn the power of direct action real magic.

I get what you’re going for, but maybe work on the wording? Because my immediate thought was, alright, you lay on the ground and I’ll drop a nuclear bomb, and let’s see which was more destructive.

This is a glorious save. Well done.

I cannot describe to you my reaction when he told me that story. It’s been 10 years and I’m still stunned.

There should absolutely be prostate cancer awareness!