I was three or four when I got tubes in my ears and my adenoids taken out. They told me I could have all the popsicles I wanted. They weren't lying. I wasn't ready to leave when my parents came to pick me up.
That moment when you pick up the county gazette from last month and you see that Odessa beat St. John-Endicott/Lacrosse 102-8 in football.
Only 9 if the quarterhorse threw his passes from outside the four-point line... I don't know much about sports.
No, the towns of St. John, Endicott, and Lacrosse all share a football team. One horse towns like I say, lol.
premise: just finished watching a video on some bakery shop preparing "green" velvet cakes with some funky decorations in series (many cakes at once for the day). TMW you realize that you just clicked a video just because it was there, but that its content has not enriched your life--not even of entertainment--, and wondering "why is this video occupying space?"
TMW you find a tin of Christmas biscuits that were unopened from December, and they're obviously all okay, so that now you have an extra tin of biscuits. An extra tin of biscuits, people. This is a very British occasion. I think that serves as a national holiday.
TMW you think a visit to your ageing mother is going to be more fun than you'd anticipated, but it turns out to be corned beef and burnt potato...
Do you guys have an equivalent to American biscuits? The only kinds of biscuits I’m familiar with are the ones you can put gravy on.
Yes I mean those as long as they’re buttery and flaky inside. I’m just trying to get a handle on it because it seems that practically every baked good has a different name in Britain.
I always wondered what scones are. They're not even cone-shaped??!! (Conical-headed muppet) Now if only we can solve the mystery of the crumpet...
God, I miss going to Starbucks. The sense of having your shit together like a Mature, Respectable Adult for five minutes is second to none. Then the coffee's finished, and you're back to being a hot mess. Love. It.
I'd rather go the dentist than a Starbucks. Unless I'm profiling hipsters for future Satanic sacrifice.