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Fatty meat will result in a lot of grease that if poured down the sink will solidify on the walls of your drain pipes.

It’s very possible, dare I say preferred, to have a traditional Thanksgiving spread getting made in the kitchen while someone grills up some veggies.

This is confirmed by a search that’s faster than your comment so where’s your anger coming from?

He’s explicit about being a science communicator and welcomes that discussion.

Your point is amplifying troll messaging and rolling over to defeatism. It’s about as weak as discourse gets.

For me, leg bouncing isn’t ‘helping’ anything so much as my leg just does that and to stop it takes constant effort. The moment I get distracted it goes back to bouncing.

That’s what makes it a puzzle. That’s what a puzzle is.

And Bin Laden totally won.

I’ve been pointing this out for about ten years now and it’s one of the most unpopular comments I can make, but it only gets more true every year. I’ve watched police get more authoritarian for decades now and there doesn’t seem to be anything curtailing it.

I love Streetlight Manifesto but they’re not for everyone. Check out Keasbey Nights if you care to listen to a song.

Welcome to social contract theory.

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Burrowing owls are so damned cute.

And the dreaded “why would you want to do that?”

Just served up the evidence on a platter there for us all to read.

Noise canceling headphones at the super market are a huge game changer for me. Turned a stressful thing into a vibe.

What faux-profundity is on display here? Sometimes people just talk. Sometimes this includes observations. Kinda like what you did with your comment. I don’t understand why you’re bringing hate to a tea chat, but I suppose it can be good to get off your chest.

I saw that disgusting comment at the bottom. He is a caricature businessman from a Verhoeven movie. We’ve reached what was supposed to be over-the-top satire.

The scary part is people aren’t caring about the difference.

Yeah, tents these days are way simpler. And often the more expensive ones you’re paying for some cool engineering that makes them even simpler.

Especially anything with inflatable ribs! The whole point of the inflatable tents is you inflate them and you’re fucking done.

You sound like an exception, then.

The ones doing this usually are not having fun and quite often ruining the mood for people around them. Bright lights everywhere, shining head lamps in the faces of sites around, loud, grumpy. Often I help them out simply so I can go back to my campfire in peace.