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No, it’s known as an interjection

My ex GF bought me those and they were great for the first 12 months then they both deformed.

Help you keep the shape when sliding the foot in, especially in nicer shoes.

No. I just have large feet. All my shoes are in great condition and the reason I use a shoehorn is to protect the backs.

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Protip… Long zip tie and cut teeth into the edges with little snips.

Don’t forget that the valuable peanut oil is separated hydraulically which fractures the peanut meal, and then they add back cheaper soybean oil.

(Side note: That’s why it separates, and that’s why even organic peanut butter separates, it’s because it’s been hydraulically fractured)

In my opinion, the only peanut butter that is worth a damn is fresh crushed from unsalted roasted peanuts.

I agree and that’s still poison.

The idea that when something growling outside the cave has everybody shaking inside, it’s the guy’s job to get a pointed stick and go outside, knees knocking, heart pounding.

This is not compatible with modern life. Especially if the person scrounging around outside is a meth-addled woman, and I happen to go out in uppercut her.

Protectors & providers

It’s one of the worst kind of inequality which women don’t (or rarely) ever examine and question if it’s compatible with modern ideas

As brutal as it is to say, people like that have forfeited any determination on their future once they commit such an antisocial act.

The only barber that was ever able to cut my insane hair passed away after an unsuccessful liver transplant and it was at that point I purchased my own professional clippers.

Having bad haircuts my whole life until I found her is literally a point of trauma that I’ve not recovered from and I’m 49 years old now.

Donate to homeless shelter or men’s transitional housing.

Thank you bless you

Lmao

https://youtu.be/F21mTojMCAc

Okay so I actually crushed an apple before I posted this which is what inspired the post. I just wanted to inspire casual conversation, ridiculous goal setting, and joking around.

I was inspired by an American pro wrestler in the Midwest or Mid-South(?), I remember seeing him on TV when I was a kid in the late '70s and early '80s. His big gimmick to show his toughness was to crush an apple.

I crushed an Ambrosia apple that was slightly overripe. I do not believe, based on my strength in that endeavor, that I would be able to crush a ripe apple.

Nice!

Start with achievable goals, and then work your way up to the next goal: pinching the skin off garlic gloves!

Please do your scapular retractions :) protect that rotator cuff!

You like literally have to buy 10 of them Just so you can roll one up after cooking for a friend and when they say what the fuck are you doing you say deadpan “what aren’t these disposable?” as you open the oven drawer to reveal 10 new pans with labels.