I like to encourage a silly sort of reaction, rather than a hostile one.

I was playing Rocket League the other day, and said that the enemy team’s mother buys off-brand baked beans. I got called a doughnut.

If someone is being angry, try calling them various fruit. Then again some people are just straight up chikoos.

Even when I say I’m growing strawberries, people think I’m growing cannabis.
I mean, I’m not growing strawberries and most definitely growing cannabis, however it’s the insinuation!

One of my mates goes with his wife and kids to forage for morel mushrooms, it’s a big family activity and they love it.
I haven’t tried Morel mushrooms though, would like to give them a go with what he has said about them (we are separated by ocean or I would ask him, at the right time of year).

It’s against most rules for advocating against certain things, however for educational purposes only I would suggest a slow roast with a barbeque glaze, and if you’d like to put in some effort an apple and sage stuffing could really help bring some flavours out (be sure to remove that giant stick they all have up their arse first, though).

No stress at all. You can never be too sure these days, I suppose.

I think someone downvoted you, it was not me though I just wanted to mention.

I apologise if I provided that impression, it wasn’t my intention. The truth is I try to be honest at times, and when I get stoned I tend to not think before I type and so sometimes the words I use are the immediate ones I’m finding relevant to use (I hope that makes sense, I took an edible some time ago and it’s hitting me a bit hard and I’m doing my best to explain). This is also combined with another thing, the reason why perhaps the words I found relevant to use to describe my experience is due to the biological male part being on my mind quite a lot lately.

To clarify, as you did ask: in recent times, at 37 years of age, I have come to realise that I have always been non-binary since as far as I can remember. From the age of 4 I would question, with great confusion, the divide between male and female gender norms and, fast forward to today, I truly don’t think I ever felt as though I belonged in either group.
It’s rather difficult for me to describe, however I never quite felt as though my thoughts, my inner feelings, ever reflected those of either male nor female yet somewhere wobbling in-between. Therefore, whilst I am biologically male and quite accepting of this, I do not quite feel as though I can call myself a man. This has been on my mind quite a lot lately, partly as this realisation has been rather freeing in some ways and I am slowly coming to accept myself for who I am, which I am trying to get some confidence about. I have also been thinking a lot about my life, and my behaviours over the years, etc.

I hope this answers your question. Please let me know if I left anything out.

I’m a biological man, who didn’t start dating women until his 20s.
I was into guys first, and then later I began understanding my pansexuality in regards to it all. Perhaps just by coincidence I was around the guys who I’d be attracted to, rather than girls when growing up.

My last few relationships have been with women, however I wouldn’t class myself as straight. Ever. If anything one of my exes used to love putting makeup on me and she was happy that she could practise contouring on me.

People are complicated. What goes on inside is sometimes a battlefield of anguish, which takes time to consider and overcome.

(I’m agreeing with your comment, just thought of adding my experience alongside)

You haven’t met my ex, it seems.

If you have a song stuck in your head, and it’s driving you a bit mad: listen to it. Something about your mind trying to fill things in (it’s been many years since I’ve read this bit of advice, and unsure entirely on why).

I was just thinking about xFire the other day, randomly. Maybe it’s a sign!

I believe the reference was not to the word ‘white’, though to the term ‘white power’, which has been established as a phrase of those who ascribe to the idea of white supremacy.
Seems to me he was calling him a nazi.

Hope this clears things.

I’m not sure if it’s just by coincidence, however recently I’ve been getting various Lesbian singers recommended to me by YouTube. And they’ve been pretty fire.
Chappell Roan, Girl in Red, Frances Forever (love the Space Girl song), etc.

Usually some punk mixed in the playlists, from Crass to Mudrats (been fond of their song “I Hate Rich Cunts”, very catchy). Along this vibe there’s I guess closer to a punky UK Garage fusion with Cuppa Tea by EV.

I always slide the cart in. It’s rather satisfying when it slides and chucks against the cart in front, sort of like an acknowledgement of the attachment.

I believe I desperately need some new hobbies, on a side note.

“I really don’t care, do u?” - Melania Trump

No, Melania. We really don’t.

Why did you have to remind me of this? My favourite ice cream thing ever??

Someone post a recipe please. An accurate one. I will su- be grateful.

That’s crazy! I hope the sales from the McDonalds branches, in Vietnam, are at least contributing to the country in a meaningful way through taxes etc.
(I don’t know about that sort of thing, I just hope the huge difference in price at least has some benefit to locals).

McDonalds here in London is comical. I’m not even near the inner city (Greater London) and I’m surprised they get business these days.

The last time I wanted a burger I checked, and a meal was going for around £11+
I walked for five minutes and found a local place, paid about £7-8 for a proper good burger meal with better quality ingredients… They even asked me what kind of bun I wanted (went with brioche).

The meat wasn’t as thin as a pencil either.

I don’t know why people are even accusing him, that day he spent 12 hours helping me prepare for my bar mitzvah and I’m not even Jewish. Good man.

Once I was volunteering at Pride London, making sure people don’t jump the barriers to the parade, and someone begins to approach me.
An absolutely gorgeous woman, I mean it was as if the greatest of all models just happened to walk towards me. She comes in close, my heart racing, places her mouth to my ear and says, “I was born with a dick.” AND THEN JUST WALKS OFF!!!

Never saw her again. I was shocked, speechless, didn’t even have time to grab her number.

This happened 19 years ago and I still think about it to this day… She could’ve been my Lola :(