TMW you see a pretty girl while you're out and fluctuate madly between "Go and say hi!" and "Why would you do that, you don't even know her!" and in the end walk away inwardly cursing heteronormativity and your own uselessness.
That kind of looks like a pill bottle in the foreground. I know it's the top of a ketchup bottle, but I like to imagine it's that kid's douche bag pills.
... you notice a little gremlin/elfy type creature in the mud-splash on your work pants. There’s a name for this phenomenon, but I can’t think what it called.
Maybe. I used to buy a magazine called Fortean Times and they always had a small collection of these in each issue, but that name doesn’t ring any bells if I’m honest.
TMW while you're driving to work and you crest a hill, and further down the road, spanning four lanes of traffic is a baby tornado, a whirling dervish of leaves, random trash and the raw ambition to one day be a big enough tornado to pick up a cow.
TMW you thought you had your mom's casserole recipe... but you dont. So you call mom a couple states away to take a picture of her recipe and text it to ya
That moment when you're about to truss up your Thanksgiving bird and discover you're all out of linen trussing twine. It can't be all gone! I bought that ball in 1990! It's always been there! Shee. Used toothpicks instead.
Trussing it up is overrated, I've cooked my turkeys for years with their legs just going any which way, doesn't affect flavor or (as far as I know) cook times at all.
I just stab a hole through the loose skin by the cavity and jab the leg from the opposite side through it, crossing the legs.
What do Americans eat at Christmas? Do you have a Thanksgiving turkey and then have another one less than a month later?