This is why you dry the ice cream first.

Beauty is also within the eye of the beholder, many forget this.

My first proper boyfriend was very attractive to me, because he resembled Jarvis from Pulp. Not everyone’s cup of tea, yet I found that look very attractive.

Do the Elders know you have this?!

I noticed that YouTube began setting my videos to the lowest resolution, when set to Auto, since a day or two ago.
I installed an extension to force the resolution I want, and it took maybe 10 seconds to grab.

Like hell am I allowing ads.

They may have gotten the batteries from a shop.

You gotta be careful with that sort of thing! Have people not seen Freakazoid?!

If someone weighs 120lbs and has severe munchies, probably from that Grave Reaper Vanilla Kush Zombie Lettuce OG, and eats 12lbs of tacos would that make them 10% Mexican?

I mean, in all fairness I sure do hope I have a bigger penis than my sister.

We have processed boobs now too?! First they went for our chicken nuggets, and we didn’t take notice…

Describe it however you want. If you have a decent barber, they should understand you fine and work with you.
I’ve been shy, straight forward, and all manners of sides when asking for a haircut and the biggest issue has only been the occasional language barrier.

Once you’re comfortable in a style it’ll be easier to use different wording, depending on how you want your style. For example: you most certainly can ask for clipper sizes, like “no. 2 on sides”, however if you don’t know what you want from the top you could just ask them “a bit short but matching the sides, if you know what I mean?”

Some styles have different options, such as skin fades (usually medium or high here, indicating the point where the fade reaches on the side and back of the head). If you’re unsure definitely do not be afraid of asking, if any barber has an issue with working with you they aren’t the barbers you want as they’re likely to rush the haircut regardless of what you say (in my experience), or only know limited styles/lack broader experience in hairdressing.

I’ve known this for a while, however I do not wish harm to grey squirrels. This is their war, I don’t even know the first thing about squirrel warfare, although I do hope the red squirrels find an alliance to support their freedoms.

I’ve volunteered at Pride a few times, been to more, and honestly I tell people if they’re in those events and are in danger (like someone is following them or they feel scared after an incident) to look for drag queens and go straight towards them.
I have personally witnessed how militant they can be when it comes to protecting weaker folk, and some of them are RIPPED!! I don’t really know exactly what the reasoning behind it is, though in my experience they’ll keep you safe.

Not long after my mother recovered from chemotherapy, my grandmother passed away. I was tasked with disposing of my mother’s morphine, however I decided to take it for relief.

I was addicted not to the feeling of being numb so much, but the initial euphoria. I would snort the morphine in powder form. I know I did some rudimentary conversion, however after kicking it I forgot every single step and cannot remember a lot of that time.
Over a year had passed, yet my knowledge of it is very little. It feels as though I have lost parts of my life… Like I mean, literally lost.

The euphoric kick got less and less prevalent, and I felt as though I needed more in order to gain that initial kick - however I wasn’t even aware of this effect happening, despite all manners of media being rife with this step of opiate addictions. The act of increasing dosages came so naturally I don’t even think I made a conscious decision to, yet my tolerance rose to points where I was taking multiple times the lethal dose (for someone with base tolerance levels).

I saw what it was doing to me at one point, just by happenstance of looking into the mirror for a moment longer than usual.

I went cold turkey, and it was… Well, hell doesn’t even describe how this felt. It took about a couple of weeks, with the first being the worst.
I had locked myself up in my room, telling some folks to check up on me periodically, online friends mainly, and what to do if I don’t respond within a given time. I recall a moment where one of my friends was about to call an ambulance, because I was one minute late to answer (I was probably vomiting profusely).

The very last time I did that was in the second or third week of November, 2012.

I understand that going cold turkey could be very dangerous, especially with a built up tolerance, however at that point I would not have been able to wean myself off of the stuff. I was too far in, and without going extremely hard into it I probably would have died not too long after.

If you have a friend going through opiate addiction, please be there for them. That’s all I can say.

Women aren’t going to be able to get the bus back to the airport and I will be in the office tomorrow so I can do it for you and Rob and I can do it for you and Rob and I can do it for you and Rob and I can do it for you and Rob…

For some reason it keeps repeating the last part. I have no idea what this means, however I will surely be convinced it is a message from beyond… The airport?

My opinion on this is that they’re already getting money from ads, I have no desire to wilfully turn myself into an ad for 99.9% of YouTube channels. I felt the need to clarify because, truth be told, I along with many others are already walking advertisements sometimes.
I wear band shirts, and I love advertising the shit out of them. But it feels different to advertise bands and musicians on clothing than it does most YouTube channels. The impact is something I think about: maybe I don’t feel as strongly about them because they have not been impactful in the same ways, in the sense that I still listen to music from when I was a kid occasionally (and I can’t imagine saying this about YouTubers in general).

I’d probably rock classic British comedy stuff too. Anything timeless I suppose.

I would guess the substance in the article would be offered at a discount, for what it’s worth.

They taught OP how to use a spoon and wipe his bum, and he’s making it sound like it would be a chore to have a cup of tea with them.
I don’t get it either.

I think it was Track and Field, then I think my brother didn’t like the Commodore and they exchanged that for an NES (I don’t know about the transaction, I was very young). Most of my earliest gaming memories are of SMB1.

I was around 3 or so, at the time.

They say you should listen to my inner child, and when I was a very young child I wanted to be a caterpillar. So far I’m accomplishing this by doing fuck all but eat and sleep.
Maybe I’m less like Franz Kafka than I thought, however I believe I should give it a little more time (just in case metamorphosis is around the corner).

I blocked him from my client to see how different the sub looks, and personally everyone else seem to be posting a lot more interesting things (to me at least).

Also I miss when people posted about things they themselves actually learned that day, sometimes leading to fun conversations in the comments, rather than just Googling for generic facts and copy/pasting them in.