I’m in that transition period right now. Where I’m fully realizing the weight of how fast time has flown and how much I’m aging but yet I’ve still (theoretically) have a semi decent amount ahead of me. Every year the song hits a bit harder.
We call it a twice baked potato where I live. If you don’t like baked potatoes you might like twice baked. Usually scooping the inside out like the other commenter said, mixing it with one or more types of dairy (sour cream is my go to), and spices and topping it with cheese and/or Bacon and putting it back in the oven for a bit longer.
That being said, I personally love regular baked potatoes too. It’s funny how humans are all so different.
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Nah, you’re just over reacting and emotional. It’s just a flesh wound. I don’t know why you would get so worked up about this!
For me:
Probably more I can’t think of
It’s ridiculous how much I love it lol
Lol I’m autistic, I’ve never been in touch. I rarely understand what’s going on but I fake it really well!
Sorry to the rest of the Midwest but for me it’s Minnesota, Wisconsin, half of Iowa, Illinois, Indiana, Michigan and like 1/4 of Ohio. The rest doesn’t Midwest hard enough lol
Most things from MrWeebl… And now I’m singing bag full of crabs lol
Yeah we use Our Grocery
Im old now. When I’m filling my pill planer for the week and just pour some pills in my hand and it’s the exact right amount.
This reminds me of something I heard many years ago, “people love to hear good things about their bad habits.” It unfortunately doesn’t surprise me that red pill won out. Those who don’t want to do and self work are prime targets. Those who are overwhelmed by the work but still are willing to do it, can still get sucked in. Humans are fascinating. Even if that fascination isn’t all good.
I thoroughly enjoyed this story ❤️