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Cake day: July 12th, 2023

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  • Or every other cheese, or yogurt, sour cream, etc…

    It’s like everyone puts on their blinders. Every time you hear cultured, fermented, or the big ol’ stupid blanket term “probiotic”, it means bacteria, mold, or yeast. Every time you hear “active”, that means it’s live organisms.

    We all love to eat bacteria, mold and yeast. It all depends on the type.


  • Too much on weddings…

    The USA government considers marriage a tax and law advantage. Thats all it is. A mutually agreed upon union to gain a capital advantage. Don’t blow your savings to play dress up and get your family drunk. Don’t throw a party for everyone.

    Marry the one you love for the $35 marriage license and be done with it. You still end up being married, with tax benefits. Yes you won’t have the memories of stressing yourself out just to go through with it, but you will still have your money, and a better chance at having a good life with your piece of shit spouse that only works to spend your remaining time and money driving you into the ground until you get the courage after 4 years to stand up and divorce them. Luckily for you, you saved a bunch of money to pay your lawyer.

    I’m tired. Good night everyone.


  • I don’t like cilantro. I don’t hate cilantro. Everyone shouts that it’s a genetic thing, so apparently it’s not possible that I can have a distaste for a common food while also not thinking it tastes like soap.

    Every time it comes up, somebody wants to feel smug and tell me “well you know…”. It’s the one food where if you don’t like it, it has to be a genetic thing. Maybe I can just not like how it tastes as much as others. Maybe I don’t mind it in salsa but don’t like it in my soup. Just because I don’t mind a finger in my butt doesn’t mean I want a dick in my mouth.




  • It’s people like you that make me look like an asshole. Every morning I wake up at 3am to squeeze orange juice, make sausage gravy, biscuits, waffles, 5 omelettes, 40 pancakes, 6lbs of bacon, hash browns, buttered toast, and right after my son comes down the stairs, puts his ball cap on, grabs a single piece of bacon, heads out the door in a rush, I chase him down with a PB&J he inevitably always forgets. But it’s not like I want to waste 40lbe of food per day. Some days I just want my son to sit down and eat the 40lbs of food I prepared. He may think I’m overbearing but I’m really overcaring.