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Oh they have none of the blame! I am a big stupid man who didn't bother to read it at all.

Preface: All seafood makes me violently ill. I wish it weren't so, but here we are.

While living in Switzerland we went to an ikea and found what I thought to be spreadable cheese in a toothpaste type tube. For reference lots of stuff over there comes in those types of tubes. Why not cheese?

I was so excited to get home and immediately tore the cap off and squeezed a giant dollop of what my mouth expected to be something like cheez whiz.

NOPE. NOPE FUCKING NOPE. It was some kind of fish paste with roe...

I puked for like 30 minutes straight and couldn't get that taste out of my mouth until we found some kirsch liqueur that I also hate, but whose taste will overpower anything.

Picture related: The culprit

In all fairness. That is exactly how I feel about your reply.

And now my own.

We have gotten out to the forest. Even built a pretty comfy little life here. But I know for sure that I will die of starvation here when the last potato runs out.

I am ok with this. Hopefully 20+ years away... But still.

Ooh. Missed opportunity there for sure. Good catch!

Some htfse dabs, a bottle of home-bubbled water with a shot of lemon, and my viagra boys playlist turned up to 11.

Came for Pat. Not disappointed.

To each their own. When I was really young, one of my cousins died on a motorcycle when he hung the chin of the helmet on something and broke his neck.

I know it is completely illogical. But I have a terrible fear of those helmets since then.

And I'm guessing because I put my first 75,000 mi on underneath a bucket. The full helmets feel extremely stifling.

When I was over in Europe it was impossible to get a beanie that was also legal and even the 3/4 helmets made me feel like I was traveling in a bubble. Disconnected.

This would explain quite a few things.

Just to put a soup bowl into the helmet thread.

This is mine:

Very nice. That seat looks amazing.