Yes, unless whisking, actually

Honestly, I’m a dude, and way closer to the girl stereotype here. An argument is one thing, a debate, whatever. But if it’s gotten to the point of what is consider a fight, it’s probably kaput for the relationship, tbh. But that may just be me having a stronger definition of fight, perhaps?

Dogs have it, too. It was an especially favored location for ticks on my dog Ellie Mae before she passed. Had to check it after every walk

While South Carolina is the lesser of the North/South Carolina divide, northern Georgia is Lesser Carolina. Tall Georgia is a myth. There is no excuse for mapmakers excluding Lesser Carolina, and allowing Georgia to reach up and touch Tennessee.

Somehow, with all of these states, Lesser Carolina is still missing.

Yes, she does. It’d be great. But pretending an insanely influential piece of media doesn’t exist doesn’t help us or the trans movement. Harry potter can exist and we can enjoy our memories of it without further contributing to it and boycotting all future sales. Fuck jk, fuck the franchise at this point, and fuck trabsphobes in general and specific. But the movies exist, they were good, and I wouldn’t spend a red cent on any any new HP material, but the memories are free.

Nah, Mama found out she was pregnant less than hour before walking down the aisle.

She said many times she wished she had not gone through with it once she knew. And while I love my dad, he was not good for her, or her business, or a great dad during his dad-ing years. He’s a lot better now, but all of us, including him, would have been better off if he’d been the guy we saw on weekends, y’know?

Assuming I’m transported back as myself at my current age?

Figure out the whole identity issue (no paperwork), but then invest in Apple and Microsoft, wait it out a few years, stop my mom from marrying my dad, and help her figure out her medical troubles early enough to change things.

Sorcerer’s Stone.

“It’s leviOsa, not leviosar, you bloody cunt!”

That makes sense, it’s just blowing my American mind, where an urn on the mantle is extremely commonplace. My brother and I both an urn with our mother’s remains, for instance.

Really? So you can’t keep the remains/an urn of their ashes? Does that also apply to things like when they make gemstones from ashes?

Damn, GG was CEO of a fossil fuel company? or a billionaire?

I don’t know why, but I’ve always quite liked Thursdays. It’s a nice day. I don’t do anything in particular, it’s just a nice day, especially when I was a kid and homeschooled and didn’t have a traditional schedule.

Occasionally, as a ridiculous treat for the family, I make A Full Southern. It’s a full English, but I swap out the black pudding for grits. It’s a big hit

Out of curiosity, is he deaf in the ear that’s on the side with the blue eye? White cats with blue eyes are often deaf, and when they only have one blue eye, are often deaf on that same side

Yeah… All the family drama happened when I was like 5 years old, and could remember enough of it to not need to be told. But lemme tell ya, there’s people in the family I have no interest whatsoever in knowing, and I genuinely believe we are the better for it.

Not coincidentally, all those same shit stirrers and liars and cheats are trumpers today.

The top house looks like a CustardFist drawing

Firstly, there is, effectively, no ‘correct’ way to pronounce any damn thing. Languages belong to those who use them. RP English is no more correct than Delhi English, or Alabama English for that matter.

Secondly, I have English speaking friends from just about every US state, and so many countries, and I have never once heard one pronounce foreign as “fore-ayn.” I’d love to know what dialect you speak.

I have not! I’ll look it up! 🙂

I get the sex part of the joke, but is the based on actual verse I’m not familiar with?