Prompt: A joyful toddler, dressed in a festive holiday sweater and holding a throwing knife, stands in a warm and cozy living room, surrounded by the remnants of a chaotic Christmas celebration. Wrapping paper and ribbons are scattered about, with several presents bearing the marks of the toddler’s newfound hobby - knives stuck in them at odd angles. In the foreground, a toy packaging box lies open, its bright and colorful design featuring the words “Knife Throwing for Beginners” in bold, cheerful letters. The room itself is a testament to the toddler’s enthusiasm, with small knives protruding from the furniture, the walls, and even the floor. The atmosphere is tense and dramatic, with strong shadows and highlights cast by the warm glow of twinkling Christmas lights. The scene is reminiscent of a Thomas Kinkade painting, with its warm and inviting color palette, but with a darkly humorous twist, as if the wholesome world of Kinkade had been turned on its head. The style is that of a fantastical and slightly unsettling Norman Rockwell, with intricate details and textures that invite the viewer to explore the scene further.

Some friends and I went to eat at a fancy sit down place in our very late teens, dressed to the 9’s in black, baggy or lacy duds, eyeliner all around. A couple there asked the restaurant to kick us out, they didn’t like our way of dressing, it was rude(?!). Since we were polite and paying customers, the waiter just let us know, and that the staff had 0 problems with us… we should inform him if anyone trys to say anything to us. That staff there were some of the few nice people we encountered in our goth days.

Oh shit! Had to be… surely just a few… 🪦

I think it has cycles. Depends on what pop culture content there is to joke about, as well as writers and cast “meshing”.

Oooo… I looove the guy but, I dunno that I can watch a xxxx rated porno with him in it, not at our age. 😬

Wow… she just said that, huh? Then didn’t blink when asked about it, and said it again!!

My SO got pulled over for not maintaining his lane while making a turn, through a newly set up construction area (wasn’t there on his way into work, was at midnight on his way home, and, No One maintains a lane out here, ever).

They got him for a marijuana DUI, his blood test came back with the Lowest Testable amount. Like, the residual, not actively high amount. $10,000 of lawyers and repeat visits to court, and the MVD department (they can each charge separately out here?) After the 5th-ish visit on the hearings, the cop comes up to us after, “proud of you sticking to your story” … then, since he didn’t show to the next one it was finally dropped. Fuck the police.

I like to swap out with the Kung fu Majong movies too. I dont think they had as much budget to work with for them but I still love them. If you like their style (her and the husband), they may be worth a watch.

Cr.cr.cr.reEEpy and the WEiRdO!!! (Booming radio voice…) next up on KKKRR your favorite racist radio channel!!

Ad a rando coming across this, yes please.

Wonder if they know it’s taken a long time for the medical world to acknowledge that women can also have adhd, therefore most have gone undiagnosed.

Sad violin music plays and swells, pan over wide eyed, hopeful Americans with light luggage packed, waiting patiently for their new family, an arm waves tentatively, friendly but scared…

Oh absolutely! That thought tag may be a hangover from everyone giving me reasons I “must” have kids, or I “will change my mind” about having kids “wait till you find the right guy”. It seemed to break people’s minds that a midwest small-town girl wouldn’t want kids (same good christian folks who were also terrified I might have sex and get knocked up). It always appalled me when the conversation would take that “who’s gonna take care of you when your old” turn. I have a good relationship with my folks now, I hope I can care for them to the best of my ability as they are getting up there. May not have always felt about them that way though, took some work. I can’t hardly tale care of myself still though, and it worries me how much I Will be able to do, financially, time, etc. So yeah, came to terms with the idea of me being in a state home in general. But, having dementia or alzheimer’s in that situation, to me, is terrifying. Being 100% at the whim of a stranger and unable to express any real needs or thoughts. I love to read, puzzle, learn and play games, learn new shit in general, recognize actors by voice in under a 30 secs… y’know brain stuff, lol. Just knowing it would be gone is sad and scary.

Right? It didn’t help me! Growing old, then having dementia or alzheimer’s but still alive and thinking I’m thinking, has already been a fear of mine. Especially always knowing I would never have kids, thus no chance of anyone to be around to help, besides strangers. And, probably at whatever gov. med. level of care, as I cannot ever seem to make any real progress in bettering our financial situation. But, I’d rather be aware of it than ignorant to it.

How? Where? None of us have money saved anymore. Groceries and rent have made sure we can’t save any money for anything.

…Unless, there is an adopt an American family movement I haven’t heard of? Can we start one?!

A perfect snack when your getting a little peckish after a filling breakfast of

Oh yum, now we’re talking. You know, they are pretty much all meat under there.

I mean, they’re mostly meat, how can you say no? Like a pork cracklins good breakfast!