Now dunk it in cold bourbon as you take each bite. Deeelishish and nutrishish!

Make your own with a butterfly or something?

And a good thing too, those log-truck drivers need all the room they can get on icy mountain roads.

Oh damn, I was trying to see Saddam in that lying-down figure

And yet doctors insist I’m not getting enough fiber!

No take, only throw!

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What do you expect when you name your kid after a gun…

At least they didn’t 💋 it on the lips!

Bed by Escher?

Chocolate-chip horsie!

Oh my gosh, the dialogue is the best part!

Except of course it fails the Bechdel test.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=BXdu6C3Qoro

(Sorry if it doesn’t work where you live, it’s a general linkforthelazy)

One of the nice things about cats is how individual their personalities are. Also one of the difficulties, because all the things that made you a great partner to one cat just piss off another cat, but they are all great in their own way.

Just check for fentanyl

How do you think they got the mammoth to run into the trap of spears? Also, in case it turned towards you, you’d want a spear in your hands to make him turn.

Edit: judging by the picture in the post, if you couldn’t run away, you might jam the back end into the ground beside/behind yourself and hold up the point so at least he’d be wounded when he squashed you

Hi Toad!

You’re speaking from the point of view of a person who wants to do activities, or at least an activity. For some of us, any physical activity is repellent. Personally, I hate breaking a sweat, and I sweat profusely, at any weight or level of fitness. It’s why young me gave up on ballet; I was good enough to start auditioning for a corps, but nobody wants a sweaty swan. Now you have a point that putting on some music and dancing is less repellent to me than running down the street, but it’s still not whatchy’dcall FUN. And I still need a couple cups of coffee, a shit and a shower first, plus of course another shower afterwards.

I’ll agree with you. I’m forcing myself to get exercise daily and diet to lose weight because I had gotten back up to the weight at which I gave birth. And I’m old af and prediabetic.

So it’s necessary but it’s not fun.

And it will never be fun.

And it won’t make feel better the rest of the day either.

The most miserable I’ve ever been was when I was young and skinny and taking 2 hours of advanced ballet classes daily plus six hours of rehearsals every weekend.

The second most miserable was when I’d had 2 kids and temporarily got back down to my wedding weight.

Having no payoff in “feeling better” is a big part of why it never lasts.

Also, point of fact, I sweat the same disgusting amount at my slimmest as at my fattest, so don’t let anyone tell you different.

So I have no illusions about this time.

My doctor does, so at least I have spite to motivate me. I’ll show her she’s wrong, and at the same time I’ll put off the diabete another year, hopefully.

Hamlet was a real piece of work!

Probably because the Senate GOP blocked a lot of potential legislation from even coming to a vote, and the GOP in the House spent an indecent amount of time squabbling over who was to be Speaker.