Melkath

The off chance?

The mother fucking off chance?

You know what an off chance was? Columbine.

200+ years of American history, one bona fide school shooting.

There are so many school shootings happening in America that news outlets just stopped reporting them.

You, sir, can fuck right the hell off.

Request to be exempt from being chastised denied.

If you wanna get all brutal and how it is in America about it, I am thinking more about giving the kids a chance to say good bye than actually getting help.

We have established that noone who could actually do something about it cares about all of the kids getting murdered in America schools.

Edit: And remember. While Uvalde cops sat outside and wet their pampers, a mother overpowered them to get children evacuated. A mother who was… notified by their child with a cell phone… and later faced criminal charges for it.

Take away kids ability to communicate with family and law enforcement when they get shot up.

Genius idea.

Correct, younglings use training sabers that don’t cut.

Padawans, knights, and masters spar with their whole ass sabers.

None that matter.

Except maybe Sees. Not a big fan of the company but I’ve had some great chocolate assortments from them.

You’ve always had the iconic Whitman’s sampler, haven’t you?

My “from scratch” cooking journey started with hand mixed pizza dough, whole milk transmuted into ricotta, fresh veg… store bought mozzarella and a marinara made from canned tomatoes and dried seasonings.

Made calzones/strombolis once a week for months.

Highly recommend it.

High levels of “from scratch” pride, overall simple, super interesting and educating, and mid-low difficulty level, once you have a pizza stone and know how to use corn meal correctly.

I live in the US.

I have had Calzones in the US. I have had Strombolis in the US.

I have made Calzones myself. I have made Strombolis myself.

I will say though, when someone serves me a Stromboli and calls it a Calzone, it is almost always a shit Stromboli.

A great combination, but if the red sauce was inside the calzone, that means you’ve never had a calzone. You have had strombolis.

This looks like it has sauce ON it. Like a calzone.

If it is the same as a calzone, but has sauce IN it, then its not a calzone, its a stromboli.

“You like that you BARNACLE encrusted slut!”

“I, uh… yes daddy. Can I have a PINEAPPLE up my ass?!”

“I could give you the PINEAPPLE, but your… BARNACLES might crack…”

“Um… what do my BARNACLES have to do with it? I just want a PINEAPPLE.”

“I mean, I can go out to the store right now and get a PINEAPPLE, but a BARNACLE might be tastier…”

“My BARNACLES can take it! I just really need a PINEAPPLE right now”

The confused couple prepares the latex and the leash/collar to go down to the Asian market to pick up some BARNACLEs and PINEAPPLEs, still wondering why the other isn’t stopping.