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sureiWhat is it about barbecue?
Normally, I can't eat beef. My mouth goes, I TASTE DEAD ANIMALS! IT'S RAW NUUU~ T.T, and no, I don't know how it can make that connection, especially since I can eat under-done potatoes without much of a grimace. Anyway.
But there it was, the weekly special: Barbecue beef, and my mouth is all, MMM YUMMEH I WANT~~, and I go, WTF, and get it.
Granted, I do have to take out about half of it to keep from being overwhelmed by the MEAT! NUUUU! reaction, but in between bites, my mouth is going, I WANT! WANT WANT WANT. NO, DON'T GIVE ME POTATOES, BARBECUE~~~
Yes, my mouth talks in all caps.
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And then on the way home, I get distracted by the NO to Prop 85, which I totally agree with. Dude, all that's going to do is hurt the teenagers who need parental privacy to begin with.
Not sure on the particulars, but I think the story goes like this: Dad and friend are drunk and randy and all, Wouldn't it be fun to rape someone? heh heh heh *drool* and Dad is like, Well, there's my daughter, and friend is like, Hell yeah, and daughter is all Nooooo! but overpowered.
Of course, she can't go to her parents about this, Dad was in on it, and as most rape cases are she blames herself and doesn't go to the police either. And she gets pregnant, which happens. Again, can't go to parents, too late (supposedly) to go to police, she winds up getting a back alley abortion which paralyzes her from the waist down.
Yeah, this is what Prop 85 would essentially be encouraging.
Normally, I can't eat beef. My mouth goes, I TASTE DEAD ANIMALS! IT'S RAW NUUU~ T.T, and no, I don't know how it can make that connection, especially since I can eat under-done potatoes without much of a grimace. Anyway.
But there it was, the weekly special: Barbecue beef, and my mouth is all, MMM YUMMEH I WANT~~, and I go, WTF, and get it.
Granted, I do have to take out about half of it to keep from being overwhelmed by the MEAT! NUUUU! reaction, but in between bites, my mouth is going, I WANT! WANT WANT WANT. NO, DON'T GIVE ME POTATOES, BARBECUE~~~
Yes, my mouth talks in all caps.
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And then on the way home, I get distracted by the NO to Prop 85, which I totally agree with. Dude, all that's going to do is hurt the teenagers who need parental privacy to begin with.
Not sure on the particulars, but I think the story goes like this: Dad and friend are drunk and randy and all, Wouldn't it be fun to rape someone? heh heh heh *drool* and Dad is like, Well, there's my daughter, and friend is like, Hell yeah, and daughter is all Nooooo! but overpowered.
Of course, she can't go to her parents about this, Dad was in on it, and as most rape cases are she blames herself and doesn't go to the police either. And she gets pregnant, which happens. Again, can't go to parents, too late (supposedly) to go to police, she winds up getting a back alley abortion which paralyzes her from the waist down.
Yeah, this is what Prop 85 would essentially be encouraging.