Trans people are current or former FEDS?? And lesbian couples are PARTNERS???

How dare you hurt that poor sweet baby! Everyone knows that hallways, door frames, and kitchens are made for lounging!

“Ungh ungh ungh… Why did you stop?”

“Is this cultural appropriation if I’m riding you and I’m not Hawaiian?”

Oh, I’ve understood that for ages. Back when India was trading the record for hottest pepper, you’d find dozens of videos of folks eating them. Some died from aspiration. Others from swelling in the gut. I take it seriously.

we discuss an unusual exposure of capsaicin to the vaginal mucosa with successful treatment.

Before I read any further, I’d just like to point out my supreme confusion at how a respirator might help in this situation. I first imagined a patient in an urgent care being prescribed a respirator to treat their nightmarish groin pain.

Edit: by god, they must have been screaming from the speculum. I nearly audibly screamed as I read through this. What fresh, undeserved horror this person lived through.

Oh jeez, our federation is borked. It took hours to get this notification. But yeah, at this point, upping the power on our motor seems to be the only immediately apparent longterm feasible option

I’m genuinely baffled. I’ll stop molesting you with questions now, and begin experimenting with more or less oil.

My only remaining guess is that our hood might just need a stronger motor. If it isn’t the pan, oil, or spices, it has to be something external!

That’s hilarious! I usually eat the seeds or gut the peppers halfhazardly with a couple of knife sweeps through the flesh. I guess my hands only get a small coating by comparison.

But what are you cooking on? I’m usually on a cast iron with olive/canola oil with temp anywhere from medium to high

I’ve eaten nearly exclusively spicy food for many years and have only been eye spiced once. I generally don’t even wash my hands after, and often touch my face and eyes while cooking because of my hair. It almost feels like a fairy tale to me, the idea of getting eye spiced. Are people irritating their eyes with peppers spicier than serrano, arbol, and pequin peppers or are my eyes just impervious?

But I would like some advice for an ongoing issue, I still can’t figure out how to prevent my home from filling with painfully spicy air when I stir fry. Any advice on that front?

Dappled cum surprise

Kbin is pure kbin, made by Ernest, who is lovely but sick. Can browse lemmy/kbin/mbin content. Interface is slick and prioritized, which means it can be a bit inefficient resource-wise.

Mbin is kbin but with forked updates and frontend changes. Lighter load, little differences.

Lemmy can browse kbin/mbin/lemmy content. Created by Davel and nutomic. I think you might know about the intricacies of its interface.

Piefed, im not sure about. Very different interface and sorting.

I’m not sure what you mean? They know very well what they’re doing, and chancellor Lockheed Martin expressly supports it.

Just for that, I’m going to buy a terrarium, sew a beetle a 3 piece suit and hitch a string to its back and into a gearbox. So long as the beetle is moving, its food mechanism will turn once per 1/10th mile, dispensing 20 pellets. 1/20 pellets will be thrown directly into an incinerator, 1/20 will go to another random beetle outside, 3 pellets will go to the terrarium, and 3/4 will go to the weevils in my cocaine dish. I will force them to suffer as I do.

“Whoa, they have grilling???”

“Yes, they grill your soul over a pit of pulsing, miasmic ichor. It slowly strips you of even the concept of sanity through sheer agony.”

“I can only imagine the BTUs in grilling heaven, wow!”

“Beetle again?? Pass.”

Ah, that would make sense. A 12 hour problem with a 12 hour solution.

How are they all aggregated together? I’ve never seen more than a handful in one place at a time. Does lime hire someone to gather them all into one place in some cities?

I once saw someone stop, clack and press both heels together, point their toes forward, bend completely forward with stock straight legs, and snap their back upward with two rapid jerks to lift a 40+ pound box. The poor doofus couldn’t have been older than 20. My chest feels tight remembering it.

I don’t remember Zordon being a collective.