He's participating!

Very true! The love and enthusiasm is palpable throughout! Those folks worked hard to make something cool, and it fucking SHOWS.

Good movie, good music, and a fun ride even if the pacing gets a little odd around 3/4 through.

All hail the Boob-Shelf, Keeper of Crumbs!

Valid.

I got to have a tiger cub on my lap as a kid. It was great, but they are so much louder than you could ever expect.

Laundry for sure. IIRC dish washers get up to way higher heat, which could fuck up the rubber/foam/glue in most running shoes.

Yeah. I get the impulse they're having, whether motivated to right the wrongs or just to make the discomfort stop, but it undermines the necessary learning.

The shit is too embedded, interwoven, & ubiquitous to solve in an afternoon.

Bonus points if the couple is made up of a main tank AND a core healer, they are married, and seemingly hate each other.

(I hope those folks eventually figured it out, but damn that was an uncomfortable few years).

Once is too easy. Twice a week for a month, minimum.

Yes! I kept marveling at it thinking "is this a new/better filter? It looks so... correct.".

One of the hidden benefits for my wife is that I only get motivated to do stuff around the house like this in the middle of the night while she's sleeping. I'm like a large, bearded chore elf.

The odds are low, but if anyone did notice & remember, it would be with this same gentle bemusement at our human foibles.

Honestly, bless the handful of folks trying to humanely council them to log off, take a breather, maybe seek some assistance.

Cuz whatever they've got goin' on isn't typical or helpful.

Ah, so i am not the only one that reminds my cat that he's an obligate carnivore.
(Goblin will absolutely destroy most bread things)

A "9-5" job included a lunch break.

Yeah, us queer folks have our own weird shit that is usually way more entertaining.

When I was a gym regular, I would turn into a whole-ass mime rather than ask someone to take off their headphones.
I didn't want to take mine off either, and you can see if someone is done with something with a gesture or two.

Usually.
Years ago my parents put their water bed frame on the curb several days before trash pickup. It was gone before trash day, good deal!

Then it reappeared on their curb the day AFTER trash day, sans the built in drawers. Utterly baffling.

Fucking spectacular work all round!

I LOVE THIS ONE. The fight choreography did a good job showing the creativity & opportunism necessary between physically different (shorter, older, less muscle- whatever) people in a fight.

The real answer here is one way prevents demon pets/children from unspooling the whole thing by batting at the roll, the other is for people who haven't had that experience yet.

This is delightful! The cigarette reminiscent flip-top box fits the 80's vibe so hard somehow.

Even when I was young, fit, & in several sports I hated running. I thought "runner's high" was a lie for years because I never experienced it- just misery. I worked to be the best batter on my team at 10 specifically so I could jog the bases.

Now? Good fucking luck.

Congrats & best wishes Aabria! My mother would offer her sympathies for your organs (I too did LOTS of gestational kick-flips)!

This brings to mind the furious sniffing when dogs meet the first time.

I knew it was more than 1 & steps were taken to prevent falling again (but not specifically concrete).

I see your point! I just meant geographically somewhere in the southern part of the island, but Autocorrect decided to make it sound official.

Oh the simple days in the late 90's.
My family was in a park in Southern Ireland when a pack of kids asked us why on earth people go on Jerry Springer.

Yeah, man, we don't know either.

That can be a hard decision to make, even if it's the right one for a while.

I hope it's working for you and you're getting to a better place.