Yeah my husband does this to me too. One time he was camping and texted me just a person’s name with no other context. Like are you about to be murdered and this is the main suspect??

Yes the point is that they’re similar, but with the added layer that you’re supposed to prefer the left because it looks more natural whereas the right looks like they tried too hard to achieve the same look and failed.

My mom had a fake fur coat and I wore it, pretending to be a bear.

They might just be happy every day that we’re not being invaded.

Do you need to have it to apply for a job? I’ve only ever needed it when actually starting a job but I’m Canadian.

Not me, I slept through my alarm and got up at the time my body thinks is normal.

Guess I’m going to poop myself to death then.

Being lucky all the time would be cool. The only time I can think it might be a hindrance would be at a casino because they’d think I’m cheating but I don’t gamble so it doesn’t matter I guess.

Why should someone be obligated to live as long as they can, at the expense of their quality of life?

I have a friend with a terminal illness who opted for MAID. I’m so thankful that option was available because he was in so much pain at the end. It makes a huge difference to be able to choose a dignified death, surrounded by people you love and who love you.

I have absolutely no idea. I’m the youngest person in the family and everyone thinks of me as the baby. So no one ever told me what the beef is with this one family in the tree, but I know no one talks to them.

A kid once asked to pet my dog and I said no. Kid then proceeded to tell me my dog looked evil. I was enraged. She is a dog, she can’t be evil, and she’s absolutely terrified of strangers but especially kids.

Usually when I have to deny people petting this dog, I’ll offer to let them pet the other dog who’s normal, but fuck that kid, you don’t get to pet any dog today.

My one dog is very special. She likes to sleep with her head under the couch. She was not pleased when we got a new couch that her head wouldn’t fit under. She sometimes runs into walls and falls off of sidewalks.

My other dog is entirely disinterested in toys. She does not play with them, ever.

This is me and my husband. I find the part about going through the pandemic together especially true. “After” the pandemic I never went back to the office and the number of coworkers I had who seemed to be flabbergasted that I wanted to stay at home was through the roof. They seemed genuinely confused that husband and I weren’t dying to get away from each other.

I have to admit though, it may have become somewhat of a hostile work environment as my husband has been threatening to tell my boss about all the times I make fish for lunch.

I snuck meds into cheese for my dog one time, and she is now forever suspicious of any and all cheese whether it’s cubed, shredded, sliced, whatever.

What is even the point of having four stomachs then?

I think my boss would be cool with this. I got back from vacation on Wednesday last week and immediately asked if I could take a half day on Friday of the same week.

Usually I don’t have to explain anything as all time off is requested via an app but since my vacation fell during a busy period I thought I should check.

Along with rhythmic gymnastics, synchronised swimming, dressage…

I would say this is more impressive because they don’t get to choose their music nor listen to it ahead of time.

No no no, I have it on good authority that it is hammer time.

That’s an odd distinction to make isn’t it? I’ve only ever heard people refer to apartments as condos or vice versa. Nobody would ever call a townhouse a condo even though I think you’re saying they could/should?

Did it?? I bought a car recently and the young tech guy was going through the features with me, and when my phone connected to the stereo he commented on how I was listening to Weezer and I couldn’t tell if he approved or thought I was old.