Does anyone know the context? Is the soup a metaphor?

Australian detected

Dude I would have shat my pants.

Truth be told I would still shit my pants.

I remember freaking out when the last season of Friends aired - what, there are people vacationing in Bermuda? Are they insane? I was in my late teens

Literally had this 15 mins ago

For real for real, had a horrible ant infestation, had to leave for a week, came back to a bathroom full of spiders and sucked out mummified ants. I mean they should have used some protection at their orgies but ok I guess a fuckfest after a gluttonous feeding was justified.

Say what you will but this would be a very cool “this is how we met” story that they could tell their kids down the line

Same man, where do these people get their flashlights

Edit: Thank you for the countless tips on where you guys buy flashlights. But neither am I in the USA nor do I actually ever need a flashlight. I have two at home and I don’t think I ever actually used them for other than fun. I guess the follow up question is what do you do with all those flashlights?

100%. Back then I didn’t know that, I assumed contacting the delivery service was the logical step. Some googling then showed me that was wrong and I should have contacted the company right away. But that wasn’t even a thing I thought about googling - it seemed like the feud was with me and Hermes only.

But everyone, take notes.

I had that with a rather expensive parcel from Korea “delivered” by Hermes. They claimed it had been delivered to my post box - a small slit of an apartment building. There were skincare products inside and no way this would have fit in there.

Anyway, it was not there. I wanted to call them to ask about it and jfc it took me a labyrinth of automated answers in a chat bot to even get the number for customer service. Once I called them - same shenanigans. Robo answers, asking for the parcel number. It always ended with “it has been delivered to your post box. Thank you”. Somehow, magically, I finally managed to talk to a person - after pressing a very specific combination of dials during the robo answers which I will never be able to reproduce - I explained them the situation, they said “uhum” (like a nod), started typing in silence, to then tell me “the parcel has been delivered to your post box” I am very glad this was a phone call because at that point I would have gotten violent.

I ended up asking the company I ordered from for help and they just resend the parcel. The missing parcel was never found and I hate hermes.

Dude I still try to fit everything into an overcrowded bus and carry it home from the bus station

I hope when I get dementia I won’t forget that there is a youtube instruction video for everything. I just need to remember they exist. That’s the one thing I must not forget.

Tell me more. How do I make my feet look popping? How do I even get started? I feel I could live with having slutty feet that give me some income

Jesus Christ

For me it’s the other way around :(

How did your wife deal with it?

Oof not with the news coming out of the french courtroom lately

I have someone in my life who chose to find all of these things “meh”. One by one. Having recorded and enjoyed playing guitar for years, they deleted all of their music and decided to not play guitar anymore. Being into third wave coffee, they now stopped drinking it because it is pointless. Biking (or any kind of physical activity or being outside) has stopped. The introvert who was already hardly seeing anyone outside of home now leaves home even less and doesn’t want to meet any people. Anything that’s nice is met with a “meh”. All energy and devotion left go into buddhism, reading about it and meditating, which is a part of their life that is growing more and more. And I am not sure what to do. I would like them to get accessed for depression, but the answer I get is always “what for?”, because they would only prescribe antidepressants. Why would therapy work. I get that they are happy and content and that everything comes from the inside and not from outside things. But it feels like everything around this person is disappearing, nothing has meaning or value, so why bother. I’m really not sure what to do. Am I overreacting? Is this what buddhism makes you like? Just a zombie who finds everything meh because it doesn’t matter?

Well there are places in the world where some disagreements are still settled with rock rock rock (in multiple rounds)

Because Kate Winslet can’t pull off a 17?