Where’s the owl? Behind the log somewhere?
She’s so photogenic!
It’s like… the body of a fish, but it has like a puppy face. It has flippers instead of legs.
Banana does get a little gluey when cooked. It’s not a perfect substitute but it does help keep things together a bit.
Source: rolled oats + mashed banana + chocolate chips makes a decent chewy cookie.
That’s why drinking cures my depression. I kill a few brain cells to keep the rest in line.
Evocative imagery! I saw George Washington’s grimy wooden teeth, but cut lard is an apt description.
It’s pretty commonly used slang in the US, especially back in the 80’s and 90’s.
Look at how they massacred my boy
I can vouch for Longmont municipal fiber. Blazing fast, and the price is locked in at $50 per month for life. We’ve never had an outage. There are absolutely no downsides, it has even forced Comcast to improve their own infrastructure and pricing in the area to compete.
Everyone knows a chicken’s personality is stored in the thighs.
It’s named after a song. I think the main character might briefly say he dreams about going there. Obviously you haven’t seen it, but there’s really no need to get offended.
By the way, I highly recommend watching it for everyone else, especially if you’re a fan of Terry Gilliam. Not you though, guy I’m replying to. You should stick to less challenging topics to avoid hurting your own feelings.
The new buttons for commenting and voting take up a whole bunch of space at the bottom of each comment. I think it would be more compact and readable if those buttons move up to the top of the comment.
The comment button could move right next to the three dot menu (or comment could become an option in the three dot menu).
The vote buttons could be combined with the vote counters already displayed (i.e. click the upvote arrow or upvote count to upvote the comment).
I framed my favorite birb art from the internet, here’s a photo of my little buddy checking it out. He looks rather unimpressed.
I’ve never broken a bone, but I did get a dislocated elbow once when I was quite young, maybe 2 or 3. I was a dumb stubborn kid who threw a tantrum in the middle of a street and my mom had to grab me by the arm and drag me to safety. I fought her so hard I dislocated my elbow. I’m not sure if a leash would have made that situation more manageable, but I wouldn’t have blamed my parents for trying it. Sometimes kids go through a feral animal phase and you just have to deal with it however you can.