

Le mot juste. Bravo.
Le mot juste. Bravo.
Sounds like the forbidden chewing gum and potato chip type of combo.
I might let this one slide if not for the dipping, if He dips in the jar it’s a crime.
Yellow or brown mustard?
Okay so far these are the only really weird ones. The thought of ketchup and maple syrup gave me an involuntary shudder and I have eaten Tarantula.
On a cracker, usually a Breton (made in Canada) I place a thin slice of aged cheddar then I top it with peanut butter a smear of mayo and a drop or two of hot sauce. I used to use Franks now I use Valentina (Mexican) Anyway it’s amazing.
Bob and Jack on the cat structure and on the couch.
Imagine having your bag searched at customs.
Very cute. I cant foster anymore cause I want to keep them all.
Definitely weird, but it’s kind of a small world here at the moment. I was happy to come to Lemmy because the name was available without a number added to it. Is there a Sci-Fi group?
Cat dreams.
We have rescued a lot of cats over the years and I have always told people that they kind of name themselves. Just like Ollie became Bob cause that’s who he really is.
I will sift through the dozens I have and find the best.
With all the nick names I have given him over the years I never thought of that one.
I did. I think Jack smiled back.
Does everyone’s phone get searched or is it still random or profiling?