

Oh, well, I’m happy to hear that then. That tracks better with my worldview, too.
Oh, well, I’m happy to hear that then. That tracks better with my worldview, too.
Thanks for being understanding. I’m still acclimating to Lemmy’s civility.
My mistake. Please carry on.
My mistake. Please carry on.
I won’t stand behind the American dialect as some kind of paragon of linguistic virtue, but it’s hardly butchering the language if we’re already cool with cockney and whatever the hell it is bogans are speaking.
That is tragic. I get that it’s Northern Italy, but still, how could they fail at pizza?
Yeah, they should’ve known to use chopsticks since it’s a foreign country.
Honestly, I would watch this person’s food travel show.
“We’re heading to Potugal for some authentic pierogis, and next, off to Norway for some traditional burritos.”
Can English be butchered? It’s already a wildly inconsistent frappe of Frisian, Latin, Greek, and French.
Nothing we’ve learned about you so far has been mundane. I feel like we definitely need to hear some of your mom’s stories then.
I wonder if any people regarded putting tomatoes on flatbread in the 1500s the same way. Is this progress, or is it abomination? History will be the judge.
You have delivered a comment that exceeded my wildest dreams. Thank you. Let me know when you start publishing your biography. I’ll definitely buy a copy.
Maybe we should help him.
Good point. We should help him move. I’ll chip in.
Yeah, that would just be another Ubi-plop.
Okay, that story took a sharp left turn. I feel like you should share the details with us.
Some people just want to watch the world burn, I guess.
“Wow”