I don't get that mindset because most of my cooking and takeout-ordering choices are based on having some leftovers

would you smoke every ape's cigar to save one human

I think that underplays the magnitude of the pants shitting.

like it wasn't just a skidmark from a rushed wipe job, or a shart.

that lady straight-up built a log cabin in her drawers.

I'll bet if you analyzed soil from Hatch, NM you could figure out its chemical makeup and recreate the terroir in a hydroponic solution. Then, all you need are viable hatch pepper seeds, but I only ever see the peppers sold green when the seeds are undeveloped.

I want a shirt that's also bulletproof like John Wick's suit

can I get this on a shirt, and a shirt that punches people who like the shirt

does stabbing things solve them

you can shove each other up your own asses, pal

on the rooftop, in dead of night

microwave a corndog for too long and you'll experience a food mummy for yourself

I think I ate liver once as a kid and liked it, but I think it was beef liver, was quite a while ago. I later lived with my grandma who had a lhasa apso that she fed chicken livers, cooked in the microwave. the memory of the smell of that has kinda put me off the idea of eating them

izakayas often have skewers of chicken heart and liver on the menu

remember the lady that made chili for her new neighbors

The one I kept is either a bubblegum 7-pot, or a golden reaper, but the fruit resembled neither of these because the seed seller didn't isolate their seed plants. The peppers resemble tiny pumpkins once fully ripened, and are probably slightly hotter than a habanero.