

Brilliant, thank you, I can’t draw for shit
Brilliant, thank you, I can’t draw for shit
You don’t actually spoon the whole way, just up to the waist, leaving a bit of a gap between your chest and partner’s shoulders.
Upper arm goes round partner as normal, lower arm rests elbow on mattress, forearm vertical across their back, hand holds their upper shoulder.
Plenty of contact still, but your arm doesn’t die, you don’t get their hair tickling your face all night and you get to use your own pillow.
I don’t drive, but as a pedestrian:
USE YOUR GODDAMN TURN SIGNAL
Anything that needs an unconfirmed signup, I’ve always used Don B. Sonozi - godfather@mafia.org
I figure that one day a spammer will learn regret.
The Martian was excellent.
The first Guardians of the Galaxy movie was a hell of a lot of fun.
I’m guessing that’s (cartoons or movies) (made for kids), not (cartoons) or (movies made for kids) - so the Spiderverse moves were also excellent.
Stereo vision
Handwriting or drawing ability beyond that of a 6yo
The ability to follow a conversation with more than about 4 people in the room, and for crowd noise not to flip into a gibbering hellscape.
Most of them are very conventionally-boring though.
Hear me out: pretty much all the goblin chicks from BG3.
Slimy, yet satisfying.
Sure, why not (assuming the girl isn’t 15 or something)
Teenagers gonna teenager, and the best way to ensure they teenager safely is to give them a safe environment to teenager in and the security to know they don’t need to sneak around.
Like they’re talking into a pickle jar.
Australian here.
You sound like a cross between a duck lure and a dog stuck in reverse.
Depends on the pain.
If it’s joints or ligaments, stop immediately. Coddle the shit out of them.
Muscles, treat them like dirt, get shit done.
Yeah, frozen puff pastry is a go-to ingredient. You just won’t catch me making it by hand because as my grandmother used to say, bugger that for a game of soldiers.
My kid’s 18 and thinks he’s a fucking loser.
Croissants. Tasty and pretty, but a ridiculous amount of fiddly work with all the rolling and folding.
Ditto puff pastry from scratch.
I’m atheist, and my partner was Muslim when I first knew her.
People say it doesn’t mater - but honestly it really fucking does.
Imagine being in relationship with someone who never really left North Korea, deep down. There’s so much fear, so much fear-driven obedience, and so much fear-driven defense of the indefensible.
I never really understood the concept of freedom of conscience until I was arguing with one of her friends about Amina Lawal, the Nigerian woman sentenced to death by stoning for adultery - with her sentence delayed until her baby was weaned. Despite being really very progressive at heart, my partner ended up arguing in favour of it - and then later on was seriously pissed off at me for making her defend that.
She ended up deconverting several years later (certainly not at my behest), and things got immeasurably better from then on.
But that’s not a possibility I’d recommend banking on. My honest advice is just don’t go there, it’s far more stressful than you think it is.