Rhynoplaz

Not to nitpick, because I completely support what you’re saying, (EVERYBODY VOTE!!!) but, I don’t think it’s mathematically possible for EVERY district to go red and the electorals go blue.

I used to, when I was young and stupid. Now I never miss.

Coffee, black with too much sugar.

To me, tea always seemed like it was just hot water that’s unsuccessfully trying to taste like sticks and flowers.

I don’t play, but everyone I know who does, learned Smoke on the Water first.

Ooh! Another genre mix-up fan!

Bluegrass, lo-fi, and orchestral covers of popular music are 90% of my Spotify history at work.

Now you’re getting it!

Johnny Cash’s Hurt is overrated.

Johnny Cash is great, and deserves his legacy, but that cover is mediocre.

Oh shit, my bad.

I thought this was the thread about raccoons.

My original comment probably seems less insane now. I wouldn’t need to pet the bear, my grandpa had a rug, I know what they feel like. Not snuggly at all.

Not gonna lie, I’d try if he’d let me get close enough, yeah, probably rabid, but maybe not.

I read this in Linda Belcher’s voice.

It’s winter. It’s a good idea to have fresh new tires in case the roads get slippery.

All I’ve said is that I get why people go see chiropractors instead of doctors.

If that’s all you said, I agreed with that part. Why did you keep arguing with me?

I see you belong to the “Why bother checking sources when you can just disregard everything and believe whatever you want!” school of thought.

Very avantgarde of you!

I already do.

But I don’t see how that disaster justifies selling snake oil.

I also wouldn’t blame someone for trying a cheaper option, but I WOULD blame the “cheaper option” mechanic if he sold you a $100 pair of aura cleansing fuzzy dice to keep your engine from overheating?

I’ve been cracking nearly every joint in my body for my whole life. So, I understand that it can feel amazing when you get 10 good pops down your spine.

On two occasions (over 40 years) my neck was so stiff, it caused incredible pain to move it at all.

Both of those times, someone I know recommended a chiropractor. Each time, I went in for an initial appointment and a follow up, and every single time, I left feeling exactly as miserable as when I walked in the door.

The first guy karate chopped my neck, which made it hurt more for the rest of the day. And the second guy just put some electrodes on my back and left the room while the machine zapped me for ten minutes. Neither of them ever claimed to know what was wrong or how to fix it. They just said, “We can try this and see how you feel. 🤷🏻‍♂️”

I’ve seen no evidence that they can do anything more than what I was able to figure out with a chair in 4th grade.

Isn’t that just John Oliver in a bald cap?

It’s a dog eat dog world, and lions are cats, so, no.

I’m so jealous. It took me years to get addicted. How do you do it?

…yet.