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He can't dance, very sorry

We need your skin for the dance.

-Nikola

WHAT. NO. LEAVE ME ALONE. GO AWAY. LEAVE ME ALONE.

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So it's only a serious allergy if it's deadly? Don't discount your suffering because you don't immediately die

Sometimes I feel like celiac disease doesn't actually count as a disability since it's so easy and stress free compared to deadly allergies, but then I remember that I have to meticulously plan every trip I go to and play 4D chess with uni campus restaurant menus and for a brief moment there was genuine consideration if I should be put on growth hormones because I was so small from not getting enough nutrients

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bett fish pet play where she teaches you to rouch her finger with your mouth by putting fish food there

parrot pet play and she makes me touch different objects and name them in exchange for peanuts and other such treats

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McGyver and Tapewizard would be best friends

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another option:

turning it into a windows 95 logo is also acceptable.

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Change the sheets. Emotionally it's a new bed!

Jus found a spider crawling on me while trying to go to sleep so I can simply never sleep in this bed again :(

Like it was just chilling on my leg and I thought it was a hair so I grabbed it and it popped and

And logically I know there is not more spider in bed but emotionally the bed is dead to me.

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still not over how much I love this

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My boyfriend was showing me his cat and I leaned over to kiss the cat on his soft little baby head and he went "meow" and scrambled away because I'd been wearing my headphones and I accidentally jabbed him with the microphone.

And I said "Damn, this is exactly like in the Iliad"

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Invite a friend to come over. Leave your front door unlocked, leave your phone on the table and climb out of your window. When they show up to your place, just sit quietly nearby and observe. See if they try the door. The door is unlocked. If they go in, wait a few minutes. Come home like normal. Act spooked that they're there. Demand to know what the fuck they're doing in your house. Act confused by their claim that you invited them, and point out that your phone was at home this whole time. They could have sent those messages to themselves from your phone to invite themselves over.

It's your word against theirs and you both have the same defense: nobody normal would do that for no reason.

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Hydraulic Press

Pineapple-------- Juice Juice Juice

Hydraulic Press

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I felt like I needed to clarify some things before we could continue any more conversations on this godforsaken website.

I’m very proud of the European Robin, I think I really captured it.

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Jon: Wow look at all of these Freaks and Weirdos in these statements. Good thing that I'm unlike them and always logical and intelligent.

Also Jon: Supplemental-- I am in the walls.

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but on the real though, here is your guide to assyrian rice preparation from your friendly neighborhood assyrian:

start wanting rice. (or, if you are traditional, simply recognize your constant desire for rice.)

measure out two cups of rice. then one more. then two more. then another. this seems fine. you love rice. there is no way that this will backfire on you.

remember that your great-great-uncle’s recipe says it should be soaked overnight.

become consumed with despair.

decide to soak it for half an hour instead, acknowledging that the final product will be inferior and anger your ancestors but will still satisfy your now almost-overwhelming need for rice to be inside your body much faster.

remember that you should have set the water to boil when you soaked the rice. goddammit. 

once the water boils, put the rice in until it is half-cooked. the eyeballing or intuitive method is less effective than a timer but that’s how your aunt does it so you feel compelled to meet her standards.

now that the rice has fluffed up, realize how much rice six dry cups really is. holy shit. you’ve fucked up immeasurably. 

take a minute to dwell upon your failings.

grease a baking dish with butter. this will never be as elegant as you want it to and your fingers will get greasy, but the slightly shameful, self-indulgent joy of licking your fingers afterwards will make up for it.

pour the rice into the dish. wonder immediately if you actually buttered the dish beforehand and if you’ve just fucked up. 

melt approximately one thousand pounds of butter in the microwave and pour it over the rice, pondering your imminent death from rapid-onset arterial clogging. put a small pat of butter on the top to properly gild the lily.

put your pan into the oven, which you have absolutely preheated after your previous lack of foresight. shake the rice once or twice while it bakes to make sure the butter is well distributed. resist the impulse to climb into the oven with the rice. for the last ten minutes, sit next to the oven and count the seconds until it’s done.

remove the dish from the oven. shed a tear or two at the perfection laid before you. if you are dining with others, this is the time to serve the rice while making passive-aggressive statements about how oh no, you don’t need any help, you just made dinner all by yourself, you can serve everyone as well. (this is still fun if done alone, but optional.)

CONSUME THE RICE.

realize that you have eaten half of the dish in one sitting. no matter how much rice you made, this will always happen. 

put the leftovers away, if there are any, and enjoy a cup of chai while marveling at the amount of food you have just eaten. if possible, fall asleep in an armchair, sitting up, head tilted slightly back, like a grandpa.

for the rest of the evening, think fondly of how much rice you have in the fridge now and how many meals it will supplement, refusing to acknowledge that you will almost certainly eat the rest of it in a few hours for a midnight meal.

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