Bamboo shoots can’t be eaten raw though. Pandas have an extremely high tolerance for cyanide, and on an average day they take in an amount that could kill a human of comparable weight.
Good to know. I’m sure new recipes will be needed for an upcoming billionaire bash…
Get a custom paint job for earbuds at a nail salon, type on a baguette, then build a fountain for your PC
Company Tells Customers Who Paid $13,500 for Glamorous Yurts That It’s Bankrupt, the Yurts Are Unavailable, and Refunds Are Impossible
For true verisimilitude, the pillow should have a grease stain.
The thirteen year old in me wants to riff on this sooooooo badly…
At least they have crumbs
but no blobs of brown sauce
Riff away, everyone should be thirteen at least once a day.
DeLorean Wants You To Reserve Its Totally Real New Car With The Most Realest Form Of Currency: Crypto
For several years now, DeLorean Motor Cars has been promising to bring its Alpha5 EV to market […]
The latest twist in this saga involves, I kid you not, crypto. And not just crypto, but NFTs. And the former Captain of the Starship Enterprise.
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To promote this reservation scheme, DeLorean has enlisted actor Patrick Stewart to invite us all to boldly go into the future of EVs. Or at least a complicated way to put down a deposit on one.
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I remember when that asshole put poison in Tylenol on grocery store shelves. We were in grad school and five of us went as a bottle of Tylenol for a Halloween party. We all wore clothes from a thrift shop–red shirts and white pants or vice versa. We wrapped ourselves with a red sheet and plopped a folded white sheet on our heads as the cap, right before we shuffled in to the party. I had used a magic marker to label the red sheet – “Dylenol–For permanent relief from severe pain.” We immediately dumped the sheet and so were unencumbered for the rest of the party by some elaborate costume.
We won an impromptu award for “Best Costume For Five Consenting Adults.”
A high school friend told me they’d been watching the news when the story came on. The bastard what done it was ID’d, and her father started yelling again, but for an unusual reason.
“OMG! He was one of my friends at college!!!”
My friend, while suitably horrified by the whole thing, said she couldn’t help rolling her eyes and thinking, “Well, that figures!”
Her entire family were awful people (she’d long ago nicknamed her dad ‘Wretched’), hence her lack of surprise.
ETA
to change ‘school’ to ‘college,’ for clarity