Falconry would be the worst midlife crisis because you have to be so serious about it. They don’t fuckin play - you have to do a 2 year apprenticeship under a more experienced falconer before you can be on your own. You can’t even get a bird until you’ve taken a test, built facilities, bought all the equipment, and passed an inspection. You can’t be like, “hold up, I’ll be back in a few years with a falcon and then I’m starting a cult, just be patient.” That’s not a crisis, that’s going to bird college.

(Full disclosure, everything I know about falconry came from a Winter Soldier fanfic, but I just looked and it’s all true. And very intense.)

There are many, many Christians who abuse their kids under the guise of godliness. Ever heard of “To Train Up a Child”? It’s a whole book about how to properly abuse your child to turn them into a mindless, obedient slave. They start hitting them as infants for showing curiosity. There are popular Christian influencers who have openly spoken about the ways they “discipline” their kids - one said her husband “doesn’t know his own strength” with their kids. Aka he’s beaten the shit out of them more than once. Sure, Ruby Franke turned it up to 11, but she and her husband routinely abused their children and were public about it for years, and plenty of people saw no problem with it and continued to consume their content.

I’d argue it’s not mental illness, it’s the natural consequence of practicing a branch of Christianity that doesn’t see children as people, just little trophies who aren’t meant to have any personality, needs, or wants. They’re supposed to parrot everything their parents believe and otherwise not be seen or heard.

Add it to the list of reasons he sucks.

I’m not cheering it, I just don’t feel particularly bad about it. She made a bad, really stupid choice when she absolutely didn’t need to drive anywhere, and it’s just fortunate that no one else was hurt.

Welp, better that than killing someone else driving while blackout drunk. I have a real hard time feeling sorry for a rich person who had plenty of other options than driving (to be clear, everyone has at least one other option than driving drunk, but she had plenty of them) who died from their own shitty choices.

Wow, how dare you. Everyone knows it’s not really rape if you force the child to marry you afterward.

Remember when we thought John Boehner was the most orange shithead in the Republican party? And then Trump was like, “hold my Adderall.”

True. A lot of sauces are the best in leftovers, but every time, I’m like, “no, this doesn’t taste right, it’s not good, mom taste it and help me,” and then she’s like, “yeah dummy, it’s been on the stove for 5 minutes, give it some time.” I’m not patient.

Couldn’t tell you. Every time I make something really good that’s worth repeating, the recipe is immediately wiped from my mind forever. It’s like some monkey’s paw curse that I can only make the thing the most delicious way once.

Also, butter.

Basically the entire list is a fucking joke. Recognizing men is pretty weird but recognizing these particular men just tells me the people in charge of the award are clowns.

That’s why I have zero tolerance for the idea that we should just be able to disagree politely about politics and still be friends afterward. Sure, if the disagreement is about how much of a city’s budget should go toward parks vs. street maintenance or something, but when “some people aren’t really people because they’re from another country” is the politics, that’s gonna be a hard no for me. Trump supporters contribute nothing positive to politics (and probably not much to the world, considering how they view it) and I’m not interested in some fake ass “dialogue.”

I am considered radical in this country (and probably pretty moderate in a lot of Europe) but even if I was the most milquetoast centrist, I think I’d still find that terrible. It’s amazing that he can still surprise me with what a piece of shit he is.

Who were they pretending to auction and threatening violence against? Pretty sure those are the victims.

Looks like he shot both cheeks clean off with the one in his waistband. Hank Hill lookin ass.

They’re cross-contaminating a lot then - they gave a CBC reporter breed results, too. Either that or they don’t even test and just pull results out of their asses.

Captive hunting is literally the dumbest, most cowardly shit anyway, and trying to do it with an endangered species really ups the dickbag factor by a whole lot. Throw the whole man away.

Oh, and don’t google the type of sheep he was trying to breed. Like 75% of the pictures are hunters posing with dead ones.

Eh, maybe, but native plants tend to be a way better option for new gardeners because they grow so much better. My mom and I tore out all the grass in our front yard and put in native plants and they’re the first plants I didn’t manage to immediately kill. If I’d tried roses, they probably would’ve died and I’d have given up. Instead, I have catmint thriving maybe a little too much and it’s full of bees!

I just don’t know why I keep clicking on the memes. I don’t know anything about Linux, I know I’m not gonna get it, but I keep opening them and being confused. It’s like when I try to understand the code in programmer humor like it’s suddenly gonna click. Or ich_iel. I don’t speak German. What was up with all the noodles? I still don’t know!

I stg, 80% of my time on this site is just clicking stuff I know will confuse me but I can’t stop.

I work in a passport office, and any time a guy comes in alone to apply and says he’s going to the Philippines, without exception, he’s exactly what you’d picture. Some have been pretty upfront about getting married while they’re there (one guy showed me a picture and said, “look what I’m marrying,” and I’m really proud for not screaming at his phrasing) and some try to keep it stealthy, but it’s pretty obvious. We’re not sending our best is all I can say.