for poor pedophiles

I think I know what you mean, but I strongly urge you to rephrase that in the future.

“Deputy of the year” operates under the same premise as a dog show, I assume. The deputy that most accurately exemplifies the standard that police hold themselves to.

“You don’t understand! I need my 400 terabytes of child pornography to keep the kids safe!”

Technically, it can loop all the way back around if you continue folding it for a few weeks. I mean, I wouldn’t eat a big ball of very questionable starter but it’s plausibly edible

“This is bizarre. What could possibly have set him off about Italian programmers?”

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“I forgort that privacy is terrorism. Sometimes I like to pretend we aren’t in clown world.”

I mean, it is at least a little bit better than actually owning and wearing kkk robes. His social triage has successfully shifted this from “I am a bigot who owns robes” to “I am a bigot who possibly doesn’t own robes.”

If anyone actually has this happen, it’s your yeast being given too little time. Unrisen bread needs to be thin. Very thin. Like 3 crackers thick, tops.

As an aside, make crackers. You won’t regret it

Don’t they do that 24/7?

Honestly, genuinely, and 100% seriously, if it is a twitter screenshot, it is probably better to simply disregard its veracity. Twitter screenshots are 80% dunking on random vermin, 30% bot posts, and 20% faked. (Percentages reflect the vent diagram of fuck that is twitter) I used to verify, until I realized that the people there are simply not worth knowing.

That does sound immensely stressful in every direction. I can’t imagine having to deal with so much, and I can’t having to be dealt with so much. I’m sorry things aren’t easier for you guys.

I don’t mean to pry but I’m trying to expand my understanding of people and their situations and reaction to become wholer, myself. If you’d be willing to answer, and I will not push whatsoever, would you tell me how has it affected your perspective on intrapersonal relationships and people in general?

I mean, every curry is at least a little bit spicy. That just goes along with the spice mix. I’d prefer it to be beyond mild, but It necessarily keeps at least warmness. If I ever find a place that trusts my tolerance, is nearby, and doesn’t over-sugar, it’ll be my main choice.

Which just reminded me of the Indian buffet that closed a few years ago. They had a kiln where they fired fresh naan by the pound per minute. At table side, they set mixing sauces to adjust the spice of their food for yourself. $20 for 6 freshly charred garlic buttered naans, 3 dishes, and an appetizer or 5. I’m deeply sad now.

Oh shoot, that is a lot for one person to deal with. They sound incredibly mentally fortitudinous. The conclusions and methods they must have created over the years, in such a unique situation, would surely be fascinating. But I looked it up, vomiting isn’t uncommon in the lactose intolerant. I was just unaware. I’m guessing its emission is related to how far the food has gone. Liquids move quicker than solids and might, therefore, be unavailable for vomiting.

That makes sense. And you’d surely be a popular bartender, the way you distribute booze!

We all have to live with some sort of bigotry, and mine takes the form of every restaurant underestimating my spice tolerance by an order of magnitude.

They’re very close by and otherwise delicious. I’ll never forgive missed salt. You get 0 do-overs for missed salt. But I’m not going to care too much about a little thing like spiciness. I’d prefer it, but it’s a detail at best, given the world I live in.

Vomiting from lactose intolerance? I feel like there might be more at play here than a simple dietary intolerance. I’ve absolutely heard of diarrhea and gas, but vomiting is new to me. Either way, I’m glad you guys found a way to keep your son’s diet diverse!

What? Coughing from 20% alcohol? We mix bourbon and ginger ale to cut the taste and have no issues. Maybe the brands? (I use shitty bourbon made for mixing)

Biiiig oof. It happens to me so frequently that I accidentally told someone that I’m used to being pepper sprayed. It took me two seconds to realize what I had said, and a thorough explanation about my food preferences to make certain that they didn’t think me a rapist.

In that case, it seems like you weren’t introduced to it early enough to form a strong pain->pleasure correlation. Honestly, I’m mostly just envious of your ability to eat dairy!

Hmm, are you a fan of sour? I adore it, which led me to go prefer spicy foods. Most pepper powders and pastes are pretty acidic, which isn’t everyone’s bag.

Would you like to know the trick to developing your tolerance? It’s pretty simple. Just choose your favorite fat and heavily include it in a side. I used to choose butter, until it started killing me.

Cream of leek soup, butter fried quesadillas, sautéed pea vines, just a dish of olive oil with bread. Once it goes beyond your comfort zone, rein it in with your side. Gradually, you’ll get used to it through brief exposure.

Bonus, more varied meals. Fuck, now I really want butter fried okra…

I was with friends, and we all joked about how I didn’t deserve to have any spice. That I was a spice peasant. That pain is weakness leaving the body, and they saw no weakness to excise. That the kitchen knew better than to let white peoples know that there were spices in the back. Just a whole lot of goofiness.

If the food had been bad, then I would have made a stink. It was still tasty despite the kitchen’s forgetfulness, or the wait staff’s mixup. And the company was good

Might just be outgassing due to recent preparation. Hot oil on a spicy dish can produce some intense fumes, even in a relatively mild dish.

I open every door and window when I cook at home, and the food I cook is usually mild. Just a jalapeño