This post reminded me to take my meds.

Adapted I think is a better term than evolved. Most people would be lactose intolerant if they stopped drinking milk after being weened off of breast milk.

Other options: Shit!/Aw shit!- These work, but not in many professional spaces.

Jesus! Jesus Christ!- Getting biblical again, though this curse seems to make things fall off of the shelf more slowly, increasing your chance of catching them before they hit the ground.

Fuck me! /Fuck sakes!/ Fucker!- Effective, but nsfw.

Crap!- Works, but you sound like a middle aged soccer mom expressing her frustration.

Jeez/shoot/sheesh!- Go back to middle school, little one.

For someone that became an atheist twenty years ago, I have hypocritically requested that the Big Man damn hundreds of things nearly every day.

We need a good offhanded atheist curse to express frustration.

Two legs bad!

I briefly saw that. The second I moused over to remove it it removed itself, like it was guilty for what it had done.

I paid for an argument, this is just contradiction!

Iirc, even the Greeks bemoaned the written word because it harmed physical memory and made out brains weak because we could just consult tablets lazily instead of memorizing everything.

https://blogs.ubc.ca/etec540sept13/2013/09/29/socrates-writing-vs-memory/

Sorry, I should have added an /s.

A Centigrade is 2.2 fareighnheits.

Yup. Human milk is for babies. Cows milk is for calves.

I’ve spotted the Boston Bathroom Bandit! Gettim’ boys!

I won’t let myself leave a local book store without buying anything, hence I only visit when I’m out of reading material.

Probably plays back into when I helped watch my father’s and mother’s trade show tables respectively. My father would sell sports cards back in the 90s and he was lucky to have one paying customer all day at an event we had spent all morning setting up for.

My mother used to paint whimsical designs on chunks of wood (toll painting) and set up a table of her painted wood art various church sales. I saw the hours my mom had spent tracing and painting those dumb little seasonal characters, only to see these rich bitches saunter by her table, turn her work over, say “That’s cute!”, And walk on.

To this day I will not walk into an antique store or junk shop or book store without at least ten bucks to burn. It feels gross to take up a shopkeeps time and space without buying something.

It’s good until you pay off the union that doesn’t provide until you’ve been a member for a number of years

Things may have changed, but I noped out of the package handlers Union back in the 00’s when I was offered a shitty job at UPS because it looked like the pay was going to be shit until I’d suffered for years, then it’s be slightly less shit.

/please correct me if I’m wrong, I don’t want to spread misinformation, just want to share how shit the union system can be unchecked.

The effect stopped working after a few washes, plus, if you broke a sweat your pits would glow like you were bleeding Gatorade.

Still rad.

Kikwear, too.

Flip Over Read Directions

I over spice everything, garlic included, but:

I had a girlfriend that misread a recipe and made a pot of gazpacho with four whole heads of garlic instead of four segments. It was quite spicy, but I loved her and ate it anyway.

No matter how much I showered and brushed my teeth I stank of garlic for the next couple days.

It was tasty, though.

Cancelled the series after one season. Damn shame because it showed promise and it was fun to return to the world of Willow.

It probably didn’t have the huge ratings investors were hoping for, so it got the axe before it even had a chance.

I have witnessed far more dogs with shitty asses.