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FOT Community => General Discussion => Topic started by: John Junk 2.0 on August 13, 2008, 04:56:04 PM
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Does anyone else go insane with anxiety and constantly dance on the precipice of total self-loathing and abysmal depression when their significant other goes out of town for the week? Or is it just me?
It doesn't help that I have like $40 in the bank at the moment.
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Is this a trust thing? I'm fine with the little lady leaving town, unless they go to Italy. The dudes are as forward as they are in Brooklyn, but actually good-looking and well dressed. Yikes.
Throw Vespa's into the mix and they can only be going there to cheat on you in the first place.
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Yeah I don't like it one bit... with my ex I could care less when he left town or wasn't around after a while. With Greg I have trouble sleeping on the nights when he's not there. No anxiety just a general gloominess.
Because he rules.
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Unless you found a Dear John Junk letter,
stay up late and have double dessert.
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Is this a trust thing? I'm fine with the little lady leaving town, unless they go to Italy. The dudes are as forward as they are in Brooklyn, but actually good-looking and well dressed. Yikes.
Throw Vespa's into the mix and they can only be going there to cheat on you in the first place.
No, I trust her. I guess she's got a lot of family stuff going on, and I'm wanting to be this force of stability, but instead I'm this broke-ass art dude who can't provide for his lady. Gross. Feelings.
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Gross. Feelings.
You should have those removed.
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No, I trust her. I guess she's got a lot of family stuff going on, and I'm wanting to be this force of stability, but instead I'm this broke-ass art dude who can't provide for his lady. Gross. Feelings.
I've been the monied force of stability and the broke-ass art dude and neither worked. It's all in you.
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No, I trust her. I guess she's got a lot of family stuff going on, and I'm wanting to be this force of stability, but instead I'm this broke-ass art dude who can't provide for his lady. Gross. Feelings.
I've been the monied force of stability and the broke-ass art dude and neither worked. It's all in you.
Very true. Time to splash some cold water on my face.
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No, I trust her. I guess she's got a lot of family stuff going on, and I'm wanting to be this force of stability, but instead I'm this broke-ass art dude who can't provide for his lady. Gross. Feelings.
Oh! Then I'm with you. As a fellow broke-ass-art-dude, I have to put on the extra-fancy charming pants sometimes. But if she's in it for the long haul, she'll be there for you. I'm going to throw out the blanket statement and say that women just want to know that you're making an effort. If she can see that, she'll stand by her man.
But seriously, keep her out of Italy. All bets are off if that happens.
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I've been out of town on business for a week and I'm going crazy. I get to go home tomorrow and I CAN'T WAIT to see my wife. I haven't had trouble sleeping or anything but I miss her. Not to mention that eating in restaurants every meal kinda sucks and drinking too much every night isn't helping my general sense of well-being either. Oh business trips, what am I going to do with them?
I need to go on a Tom-like business trip where I get to hang out with Paul F. Tompkins and see Jeff Goldblum in the grocery store.
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No, I trust her. I guess she's got a lot of family stuff going on, and I'm wanting to be this force of stability, but instead I'm this broke-ass art dude who can't provide for his lady. Gross. Feelings.
Oh! Then I'm with you. As a fellow broke-ass-art-dude, I have to put on the extra-fancy charming pants sometimes. But if she's in it for the long haul, she'll be there for you. I'm going to throw out the blanket statement and say that women just want to know that you're making an effort. If she can see that, she'll stand by her man.
But seriously, keep her out of Italy. All bets are off if that happens.
Ha. Yeah, not to worry: she's in semi-rural Ohio.
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Ha. Yeah, not to worry: she's in semi-rural Ohio.
Oh Dear God. That's the only place that Vespa-riding Italians fear to send their ladies. The more semi-rural, the worse.
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What this "sig-nif-icant other" you speak of in these lands?
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What this "sig-nif-icant other" you speak of in these lands?
Someone you ask for money from in times of trouble who is totally interest free.
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When Joanna leaves town I find myself eating microwave burritos and sleeping a lot. I basically revert to how I lived when I was single, which is so depressing.
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What this "sig-nif-icant other" you speak of in these lands?
It's sort of like a 3D messageboard friend.
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I only have this problem from 4:01 to about 5:30 pm, M-Th.
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My boyfriend goes on tour twice a year for 40+ days. I'm always okay until the actual moment when he leaves. I always dissolve into a sniffling, blubbering mess. And I swear, things are so out to get me in the dark for those first few nights. It also takes me a while to adjust to how cold the bed is.
But I still don't think anything can top being reunited with someone you love after you've been separated for that long. It's the nicest fuzziest feeling ever.
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Just rub it in, Beth.
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I'm just trying to cheer up John!!
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A guy like you is a great catch, Martin. I can't imagine you staying single for long. The ladies love beards, you know.
(Or gents. I'm not sure which you prefer. I think people just love beards in general though). Yay beards!
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I'm feeling better now. Thanks for the good vibes. She's only away for a week. Guess I'm a bit of a clingy milquetoaster. So be it! It's true, though, I'm always excited when I pick her up from the airport. That's how you know it's love. When you're looking forward to driving to the airport. Am I right people?
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(1) I am confused by emily's comment.
(2) I was separated from my ladyfriend for a year when she went off to art school(I joined her for year 2), and for the past two summers I've spent in DC. . It does suck, but it's good to be reminded of that. Dog separation also sucks.
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Maybe I'm a cold-hearted bastidge, but I kind of like the first few days of simulated bachelorhood. I get to eat junk that would normally be verboten, and watch movies that my sweetie would never put up with. But any more than about 4 days is a drag.
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^I'm with Bryan. Being alone for periods of time, esp if you're an introvert, is a huge blessing for doing quiet stuff and working on personal projects.
If you know what I mean.
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But any more than about 4 days is a in drag.
I think this is what you meant. I understand that time without a loved one can be confusing.
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I love it. I get the whole bed to myself, I get to eat fast food every night and I get to play all the video games I want.
My life without Stacy is similar to that of a 14 year old boy.
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I do adore that half hour when Greg's in the shower in the morning and I'm still sleeping. I get the bed to myself and I sprawl diagonally.
I'm sure once we cohabitate I'll look forward to it even more...
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(1) I am confused by emily's comment.
I think she must be dating a high school student.
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(1) I am confused by emily's comment.
I think she must be dating a high school student.
or a professional napper.
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Last night I celebrated bachelorhood by smoking (forbidden by the gf), drinking almost an entire bottle of white wine that was sitting in the fridge, watching episodes of MONK on hulu, then drunkenly listening to my ipod in bed. I also slept diagonally for about half the night. Rock'n'Roll! Man, once you turn thirty, there's no turning back.
My g.f. was gone for two weeks earlier in the summer, so this week has less zip than my other 2 bachelor weeks, which were devoted to watching season 2 of The Wire and eating rotisserie chicken (she's a vegetarian). Now that I'm so broke that I'm just smoking out of boredom and drinking leftover wine, it's starting to approximate the true, sad habits of my natural bachelor self. But it will all be over soon. I always spend the last day and a half working really hard to make the apt. at least look as decent as it did when she left, and try to hide the utter slobbitude that I allow to settle on our home.
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im so used to someone being in the same bed, i cant bring myself to break the habit and sleep diagonally. for some reason i anticipate being woken up in the middle of the nite/early morning hours to be shoved over to "my" side. then appropriately settled to use his chest as a pillow.
but the bed is too big to sleep on one side, so i bought a single bed. for singles.
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cats are pretty good at taking up the extra space in the bed...
we bought a big bed in preparation for living together but i know that neither of us will actually benefit. just the kitties, who manage to take up at least a third of the bed.
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Big beds are worth it.
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cats are pretty good at taking up the extra space in the bed...
we bought a big bed in preparation for living together but i know that neither of us will actually benefit. just the kitties, who manage to take up at least a third of the bed.
youre right, cats benefit the most- and never catch the hint when it's time to leave.
"what?...oh, you guys are both on the bed too, moving and rolling around a lot. no, im cool. i'll stay on my side." -Wheat the Cat
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I don't date high school kids -- people under 25 should be neither seen nor heard.
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I don't date high school kids -- people under 25 should be neither seen nor heard.
...even if it were Sleepy LaBeef?
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Mr. Junk, it sounds like its time for yu to invest in a video game system.
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When my wife leaves for a few days I do things that I could easily do when she's here but I just don't. Like I normally buy light beer but I decide to buy Samuel Smiths to celebrate the bachelor weekend. No reason I couldn't buy that any other time but I don't. I also call up friends to do something. My wife likes my friends we just don't call them that much anymore and they probably think that we have relationship problems because I only see them alone. Bachelor weekends are also great for organizing the music collection!
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Big beds are worth it.
Big beds are essential when you have a baby. If you do the co-sleeping thing, it's just practical, but even not, the kid will end up in the bed occasionally and you'll be glad for the extra space.
We have a full mattress right now, and it's just not big enough for me, baby, and lady. I cannot wait until we have a king-sized mattress in a couple months.
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I hate it when Richard leaves! I worry about him having a fiery car crash or falling out of a window and then I'll never see him again. I say everyday that I wish I had a shrink-ray gun so that I could put him in my pocket and carry him everywhere with me. I'd like to take him out when I'm having a rotten day at work so that he could tell me a few jokes or tell me how loving me has made him a chubby chaser.
But it's nice to have someone in your life that you can miss.
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nice, or creepy?
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nice.
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p.s. not to mention, crazy, nonsensical, fatal things happen when people leave their houses...or dont. that's why i always make sure i say i love you and never leave angry.
doesnt work for everyone, but it works for me.
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And never go to bed angry because the cats that climb into bed with you might slice open your veins and you'll never get to say your sorry for being angry about the ugly bookcase or that you appreciated the sentiment, even if you didn't appreciate the pressed wood. Or maybe it will be a heart attack. People die of heart attacks all the time. Or a tree could fall through the roof and smash your someone special while they are sleeping and you will barely have a scratch. That's a lot of guilt to have! Go appologize for something just in case!
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And never go to bed angry because the cats that climb into bed with you might slice open your veins and you'll never get to say your sorry for being angry about the ugly bookcase or that you appreciated the sentiment, even if you didn't appreciate the pressed wood. Or maybe it will be a heart attack. People die of heart attacks all the time. Or a tree could fall through the roof and smash your someone special while they are sleeping and you will barely have a scratch. That's a lot of guilt to have! Go appologize for something just in case!
that's funny. My dad and I bought my gf a dresser that she didn't really like, even though she appreciated the sentiment.
We don't have cats, and that whole "Slicing your veins open while you sleep" thing is part of the reason. Also, there are so few trees in our neighborhood, it's unlikely one will kill one of us. We're more likely to catch a stray bullet or something (oh shit! Now I'm going to worry about that!)
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I hinted that I didn't like the book shelf and then felt horrible because he spent all afternoon putting it together and arranging all of the books I left lying around. I think I deflated his ego. I made up for it by pretending to have changed my mind about liking it and I tell him all the time that I'm so glad to have another bookcase for my trashy novels. Besides, one time I made soup with all of my favorite ingredients (fish, coconut milk, red wine, and cream of tartar) and he ate it so my feelings wouldn't be hurt. I finally started using the cookbooks he always gave me as gifts, so maybe if leave furniture catalogues lying around he won't buy anymore furniture for $15 from the drugstore.
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1) If it was only $15, then throw the shit away.
2) That soup sounds disgusting.
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2) That soup sounds disgusting.
Seriously. There is no need to combine things that are good separately. Two of my favorite flavors are mint and grapefruit, but I haven't tried them together for a reason.
Though now I kind of want to try it. If we have any grapefruit juice at present I'll report back.
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I'm going to make a soup later. I'm thinking fish, twinkies, coke zero and avacado,
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I just thought of another killer soup recipe: michelob ultra, strawberries, scallops and cigars.
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Bananas, pickled jalepenos, Karo, self-loathing, and a touch of cayenne.
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We don't have cats, and that whole "Slicing your veins open while you sleep" thing is part of the reason.
They're far more likely to lie on your face and smother you in your sleep.
I'm intrigued that one of your favorite ingredients is cream of tartar, Julie.
Allison, mint and grapefruit is a classic combination and well worth trying.
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I just got back from a week out of town and I was pleasantly surprised at the redecorating my wife had done in "my" room (the music/computer room). Repainted, built new CD and record shelves, new light fixture, and a nice new rug. It looks a hundred times better than it did before (it was the only room she hadn't redone since buying the house). Oh, and she framed and hung my Best Show poster.
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You appear to have a nice wife with decent taste. Felicitations.
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How about: cilantro, vodka, blueberries, maple syrup, barbecue sauce, steak and apple pie.
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Delicious!
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That's the least disgusting combination so far, Fido.
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Hot dogs and lettuce.
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I talked about repainting the living room while my girlfriend was away, but we never decided on a color, I ran out of money COMPLETELy (as in I have like five dollars to my name) and now my car is back in the shop so I can't, like, go somewhere and get painting supplies. Depressing.
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The soup thing happened 13 or 14 years ago and I didn't start out intending to put all of those things together. Originally, I intended to make fishcakes, because I was listening to that song where they keep saying fishcakes. (I always cooked things based on those kinds of whims and usually had similar results.) The fishcakes quickly became fish soup, which didn't taste quite right to me. So I added coconut milk because I love coconut and I had always wanted to make something with coconut milk. That didn't do much for the flavor, so I added red wine - I had just seen some lady on tv add red wine to some kind of stew and the way she stuck her head over the pot and inhaled seemed very cookish to me. My mom is an AA kind of alcoholic and she never cooked with wine, so I thought cooking with wine was very sophisticated and exotic. I added some other things, but I suppose those ingredients weren't too outlandish because I don't remember what they were. The final ingredient, when everything else failed to produce anything that smelled good enough to make me want to hold my nose over the pot and savor the aroma in a cookish kind of way, was cream of tartar.
Just for the record, I pretty much stopped drinking and everything else after my 19th birthday when, possibly as a result of drinking and everything else, a cat bit me and I spent 3 days in the hospital with cat scratch fever. I was not stoned when I cooked the fish soup, although this sounds like something a stoned person would do. I'm not lying about the drinking/drugs thing. As soon as I finished school and had spare time in the evenings (about 3 years ago), I picked up my more socially acceptable habits. Now I smoke tobacco and drink tequila so that I fit in with everyone else.
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We don't have cats, and that whole "Slicing your veins open while you sleep" thing is part of the reason.
They're far more likely to lie on your face and smother you in your sleep.
I'm intrigued that one of your favorite ingredients is cream of tartar, Julie.
Allison, mint and grapefruit is a classic combination and well worth trying.
My cat Fluffy tries to smother me every night. I'm allergic to him and he won't stay off my pillow.
Sarah, I was lying about cream of tartar being one of my favorite ingredients. I have only used it once in my life, and that was when I made the fish soup. I was thinking of tartar sauce when I added it. I don't want to know it's really for, though, because one day I will be surprised. Mint + grapefruit is good, but don't trust anyone who says bologna and peanut butter is good.
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How about: cilantro, vodka, blueberries, maple syrup, barbecue sauce, steak and apple pie.
Maybe leave out the bbq sauce and cilantro, use 100% pure maple syrup, make sure the pie is freshly baked and not tainted with preservatives, and replace the vodka with a $300 bottle of scotch. Remember that your meal will only be as good as your ingredients.
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I'm making a soup of fried onions, lox, peanut butter, watermelon, garlic pickles, Miller Genuine Draft, and honey nut cheerios.
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I'm making a soup of fried onions, lox, peanut butter, watermelon, garlic pickles, Miller Genuine Draft, and honey nut cheerios.
I think that sounds very delicious. Don't add any milk, though.
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The soup thing happened 13 or 14 years ago and I didn't start out intending to put all of those things together. Originally, I intended to make fishcakes, because I was listening to that song where they keep saying fishcakes. (I always cooked things based on those kinds of whims and usually had similar results.) The fishcakes quickly became fish soup, which didn't taste quite right to me. So I added coconut milk because I love coconut and I had always wanted to make something with coconut milk. That didn't do much for the flavor, so I added red wine - I had just seen some lady on tv add red wine to some kind of stew and the way she stuck her head over the pot and inhaled seemed very cookish to me. My mom is an AA kind of alcoholic and she never cooked with wine, so I thought cooking with wine was very sophisticated and exotic. I added some other things, but I suppose those ingredients weren't too outlandish because I don't remember what they were. The final ingredient, when everything else failed to produce anything that smelled good enough to make me want to hold my nose over the pot and savor the aroma in a cookish kind of way, was cream of tartar.
Just for the record, I pretty much stopped drinking and everything else after my 19th birthday when, possibly as a result of drinking and everything else, a cat bit me and I spent 3 days in the hospital with cat scratch fever. I was not stoned when I cooked the fish soup, although this sounds like something a stoned person would do. I'm not lying about the drinking/drugs thing. As soon as I finished school and had spare time in the evenings (about 3 years ago), I picked up my more socially acceptable habits. Now I smoke tobacco and drink tequila so that I fit in with everyone else.
these two paragraphs have left me dumbfounded. still.
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The soup thing happened 13 or 14 years ago and I didn't start out intending to put all of those things together. Originally, I intended to make fishcakes, because I was listening to that song where they keep saying fishcakes. (I always cooked things based on those kinds of whims and usually had similar results.) The fishcakes quickly became fish soup, which didn't taste quite right to me. So I added coconut milk because I love coconut and I had always wanted to make something with coconut milk. That didn't do much for the flavor, so I added red wine - I had just seen some lady on tv add red wine to some kind of stew and the way she stuck her head over the pot and inhaled seemed very cookish to me. My mom is an AA kind of alcoholic and she never cooked with wine, so I thought cooking with wine was very sophisticated and exotic. I added some other things, but I suppose those ingredients weren't too outlandish because I don't remember what they were. The final ingredient, when everything else failed to produce anything that smelled good enough to make me want to hold my nose over the pot and savor the aroma in a cookish kind of way, was cream of tartar.
Just for the record, I pretty much stopped drinking and everything else after my 19th birthday when, possibly as a result of drinking and everything else, a cat bit me and I spent 3 days in the hospital with cat scratch fever. I was not stoned when I cooked the fish soup, although this sounds like something a stoned person would do. I'm not lying about the drinking/drugs thing. As soon as I finished school and had spare time in the evenings (about 3 years ago), I picked up my more socially acceptable habits. Now I smoke tobacco and drink tequila so that I fit in with everyone else.
these two paragraphs have left me dumbfounded. still.
Cat Scratch Fever!
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carrots, hampster semen, bull semen, and saurkraut.
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Hampster?
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don't trust anyone who says bologna and peanut butter is good.
Peanut butter and bacon go well together; I bet a fried bologna and peanut butter sandwich wouldn't be half bad.
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these two paragraphs have left me dumbfounded. still.
Why? It makes sense.
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don't trust anyone who says bologna and peanut butter is good.
Peanut butter and bacon go well together; I bet a fried bologna and peanut butter sandwich wouldn't be half bad.
The people who told me bologna and peanut butter go well together think peanut butter and fried bologna is a delicacy, so you are probably right.
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Cat Scratch Fever!
Honest to god! Except it wasn't really cat scratch fever, but some nasty staph or strep infection which was more serious. But it caused a fever and came from a cat's mouth.
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A friend's cat recently had cat scratch fever. He's fine, but I think he had to be quarantined while he was being cured. I had no idea it was a real condition. Now I hear the opening to the song every time I think about him.
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I didn't even know cats got it. I'm terrified of angry cats, though.
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Cat Scratch Fever features the worst lyric ever written (and sung).
"I got it bad scratch fever."
I will brook no debate on this.
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Cat Scratch Fever features the worst lyric ever written (and sung).
"I got it bad scratch fever."
I will brook no debate on this.
what does it mean to brook a debate?
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Brook debate, not a debate.
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No word yet on whether the cat who scratched Kyle (at the end of The Best Show from a few weeks ago) has rabies. It's been in quarantine for a week now. Kyle hasn't attacked me or started frothing at the mouth, so I'm taking that as a positive sign. It's fun to tell him that he's starting to froth a little at the corner of his mouth though. I'll keep you posted.
(I'm staying with that guy, by the way.)
C
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Brook debate, not a debate.
But still, what does it mean?
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No word yet on whether the cat who scratched Kyle (at the end of The Best Show from a few weeks ago) has rabies. It's been in quarantine for a week now. Kyle hasn't attacked me or started frothing at the mouth, so I'm taking that as a positive sign. It's fun to tell him that he's starting to froth a little at the corner of his mouth though. I'll keep you posted.
(I'm staying with that guy, by the way.)
C
Talk more about Rabies. I don't know anything about it.
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Brook debate, not a debate.
But still, what does it mean?
Brook: to bear, suffer, tolerate.
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All I know for sure is that it causes animals to froth at the mouth and become violent. It also causes hydrophobia (fear of water). These things are also tragically manifest in people, but it just makes them more sick and crazy then that. It's treatable, but the shot are really painful.
No one wants to see a cat destroyed, and no one wants poor Kyle to get rabies, but it's sure fun as hell to tease him about it.
C
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All I know for sure is that it causes animals to froth at the mouth and become violent. It also causes hydrophobia (fear of water). These things are also tragically manifest in people, but it just makes them more sick and crazy then that. It's treatable, but the shot are really painful.
No one wants to see a cat destroyed, and no one wants poor Kyle to get rabies, but it's sure fun as hell to tease him about it.
C
What's awesome is that I read the subject heading before reading the body of the text, so it reads like Spoony is talking about codependence.
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...but that's not what the rest of us are talking about. the train is leaving, Spoony; you might want to get on it.
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I vote for more Rabies Talk.
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Hey! My girlfriend's coming back tonight. Yay! I'm making rabies soup.
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Brook debate, not a debate.
But still, what does it mean?
Brook: to bear, suffer, tolerate.
I thought it was a bucolic stream and brook no debate has always bothered me. Thank you so much from the bottom of my heart to my toes.
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No word yet on whether the cat who scratched Kyle (at the end of The Best Show from a few weeks ago) has rabies. It's been in quarantine for a week now. Kyle hasn't attacked me or started frothing at the mouth, so I'm taking that as a positive sign. It's fun to tell him that he's starting to froth a little at the corner of his mouth though. I'll keep you posted.
(I'm staying with that guy, by the way.)
C
But I thought you said it was Cat Scratch Fever! How distressing! What will happen if Kyle's Katze the rabies has?
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I vote for more Rabies Talk.
Yes! There's not enough talk about infectious diseases from FOTs! More Rabies, please!
Tell me, Spoony, how did the cat of Kyle potentially contract the disease?
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I vote for more Rabies Talk.
Yes! There's not enough talk about infectious diseases from FOTs! More Rabies, please!
Tell me, Spoony, how did the cat of Kyle potentially contract the disease?
Julie, are you drunk already? If so, you should call tonight.
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I vote for more Rabies Talk.
Yes! There's not enough talk about infectious diseases from FOTs! More Rabies, please!
Tell me, Spoony, how did the cat of Kyle potentially contract the disease?
Julie, are you drunk already? If so, you should call tonight.
Oh my goodness, don't ask such a ridiculous questions. I am not drunk because I've stopped over drinking. Tomorrow, I may be sluggish on account of alcoholic beverage consumption, but I won't be hungover.