This feels kinda leopardish.

That's not at all how it works. Micro$oft paid a LOT for those congresscritters, precisely so they DON'T have to pay for it. We do. We always do.

Weirdoness is a badge of honor for some, and a horrible insult for others. If you call EVERYONE weird, they all take it in the best possible way.

I'd rather see people panic buying toilet paper than ammunition

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Also I'm 53 and I forgot what I was replying to while typing it

I have one of those floating around here too, the thing I didn't care for with that model was that the blade doesn't stick out very far. The one-handed action is nice tho. The one I carry every day is this one https://a.co/d/29pk73c but it's not currently available.

Slider style EDC utility knife. Small, lightweight, and because the blades are cheap and easily replaced you can abuse them - cut on concrete, pry stuff, if it breaks the blade, not a big deal.

https://a.co/d/gouJDKV typical example but there's lots of different ones.

Bonus - these blades are more expensive than most, but still cheap and last a lot longer than standard blades do https://a.co/d/bQj77Qz

Well ship.

I first heard that one in the 80s, when I was in high school. I thought about making it more, but that's how I heard it, so that's how I'll tell it. :)

As the joke goes...

Two scientists think they've cracked the secret of creating a humanzee. However, in order to test their theory, they need a human to mate with their chimpanzee, so they take out an add in the local newspaper (it's an old joke. A newspaper is what we used for news in the before times) that reads, "Man wanted for sex with chimpanzee for $1000"

The next day a man walks in and says, "I'll do it on three conditions. First, my wife can never know. Second, the children must be baptized. Finally, I'll have to pay in installments."

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'Formerly hungry cyclists'

Either way the nickname should be "Subway".

"Did you meet Subway?" "... What?" "You gotta hear this story, dude! Gramma, tell Ricky your story!"

"Did you meet The Subway Murderer? Dude, don't fuck with her, she runs this cell block."

They don't get anything out of calling him, so he doesn't understand why they'd do it. Someone else told him it's a nice thing to do and that acknowledging it is helpful to him.

Springfield copycats I bet.

First off, epic joyride. That's how you end up with a nickname you get to explain when you're 50.

Second off, we keep saying more people should take public transportation, and I feel this arrest sends a mixed message.

Your pocket bomb doesn't have any actual bomb in it (unless the Israelis put some there, like the Hezbollah pagers and walkie-talkies.) They can burn fast, but afaik they don't explode, just like gunpowder doesn't explode. It burns very fast. On the other hand, they can produce gas and burst the battery pack, which might be considered an explosion, but I'd argue it's not actually one.

Which isn't going to make someone who has it happen in their pocket feel any better.

If I have my physics wrong, please correct me, I'm not a lithium bomb expert :)

I tried the same thing, no luck. It was in 7th grade if I remember correctly - and that was 1984 for me so it's been a minute. :)

The idea of choosing being served raw should be enough to track it down, and I've occasionally searched for it over the years, but...

The short story that sticks with me from junior high, that I have not been able to track down in the last 40 years or so, was if I remember right another lottery style tale. I think it was just the husband and the one chosen was eaten by the rest of the community - the twist was that the eatee got to choose the method of preparation, and in the story, he chose to be served raw. Anyone recall this story? I'd love to track it down.

It's the lingerie that does it.