Begone foreign languages I do not speak and penises I don’t want to see.

That you can lease prison labor.

Love the provocateur with the light saber lol

I’m sorry Jon, but I’m no longer relegated to internet memes.

He’s just the front man.

Don’t forget…

Yeast: oh man I love sugars so much, I just wish they didn’t make me shit so bad.

Humans: dude this stuff is fucking awesome!

Is they plant that’s made into cocaine in this same category?

Me: “No, I got COVID.”

“if we store them safely” - here’s the problem with the entire argument. Nobody wants to pay for it, so they won’t unless they are forced to. Carbon capture is a viable technology but it costs money to implement at a net financial loss, so nobody uses that if they don’t have to either. The problem is the same as always - nobody who stands to lose money gives a damn. The planet dying is somebody else’s concern tomorrow, and profits are their concern today.

Well I mean when games are designed by a committee of worthless executives, what the hell do you expect?

That’s where Vitamin P comes from.

Why the hell are they in the same drawer?

The hard way. Use the egg beaters (aka hand mixer) instead.

Ty be fair, sometimes it’s the upside-down spatula.

That fucking potato masher. My fiancee uses one of these. Just use the damned egg beaters! The machine packs away easy and the mashed potatoes are super light and fluffy.

It carries life?

Reminds me of the old joke, what do you call a fly with no wings?

A walk.

I think she might be misunderstanding the problem. The problem is if he asks if she knows about it and asks if she’d like to talk out hear about it. And TBH if you’re not (both) able to half-listen to the other ramble, and not cool with the other doing that, you’ve got some skills to master before you’re ready to commit to a long term relationship. Because I guarantee you, there will always be stuff each of you likes that the other does not. Listening without going crazy is a skill. Just make sure you listen enough to know if they’re ranting like a maniac, or you might wake up one day married to a Trump supporter or something.

He forgot he’s not 40.

It’s like a sewer backing up; you can’t count the turds as fast as they fly out. For every one they scoop out they’ve got five more passing by unseen.