Replace half your milk with buttermilk and watch then grow super fluffy in the pan. And a nice flavor as well.

For all these responses, it’s not just pasta sauce or pancake mixes. And yes, the she does let me doctor things up sometimes. It just gets irritating when I make a sauce, it’s delicious, and then she buys a jar version because “you like this kind of sauce”. I found a great soup recipe I want to try, ask for specific ingredients and she just buys the canned version of the soup. I’ve talked with her before about it when she brought home a cookie mix. I used to make homemade cookies when I was depressed, and it would cheer me up. She suggested I make the mix, all I had to do was add some eggs and water, and we can have the cookies. I had to tell her it wasn’t the cookies that made me feel better.

Nostalgia for what her mother used to make.

The pancake mix was a particularly stupid argument in my opinion. She said that’s what her mom always made and she likes it. It’s hard to argue against it since her mom has been passed for about 15 years now. She tried to pull nostalgia on me, and I don’t have nostalgia for food.

Sometimes, leftovers don’t reheat the same way.

She will insist on the mixes.

Not looking for smut to read, just looking to see how often open tries actually happen.

I would like to explain that I’m not looking for dirty stories and such. I have been exploring the more extreme tropes in porn to see if they happen IRL or not. Probably should have explained better, but there it is. There are some ideas used that are rather extreme, and I start wondering how much it actually happens.

More than two people in bed.

I’m going back to video games that had multiplayer before we had network connectivity. If I wanted to play against a friend, we would have to get together in person and hang out. Game was done, you had a friend over for dinner. Or just a friend to come over and help you with the game. I miss when games were actual social events.

Thank you for your service and here are your awards and medals. Your family will thank you even more when you die and they hawk your medals at my pawn shop for a few extra bucks of inheritance.

My father in law used to run flea markets on the side. Used to say that in the service he worked hard as hell and never got a medal of honor, but working the flea markets he had a jar full of them. Nobody gives a shit about service.

But not of SCP. It’s Mage the Ascension

I have a job. It’s technical, requires a fair amount of skills and abilities, yet I cannot cover a $200 emergency after bills and rent. Rent has jumped from $600 a month to $950 in less than four years, and the internet I need for my job has doubled in two years. Of the rent increases? Most of them were in the past year.

Thank you. That was a really good explanation. I don’t know much about the way this shit works, and I probably would have tried what the original post suggests if I had that kind of money.

So let’s say I have the $3m and buy the bond. Will I have a monthly return and for how much?

It isn’t just that things are too far to walk, it’s that American car companies have made it part of our culture to own and drive, and it’s unpatriotic to do otherwise. That causes a severe lack of public transportation and sidewalks and bike lanes. So because of all this, I have to drive a mile through my neighborhood to get to a 7-Eleven that would be a quarter mile if I walked.

Where I live, there are people who make a decent amount of cash by grabbing whatever metal they can find out of the trash and taking it to scrapyards. There are a couple of trucks that swing past my house a few times the night before and the day of trash pickup. And myself, I grabbed two bikes by just knocking on the door and asking.

They’re deflecting everybody’s attention so the admiral can pee of the other side of the boat.

Unfortunately, he worked in a school district setting the routes busses take.

My mom told me that Dad went to work to make money, and I actually expected to see money making machines when I visited him at the office.