After Ratatouille was released in theaters, it became law in 38 states that all traps must have tiny propane grills and spice racks placed next to them so as to distract/spare any rats with any cooking aptitude. It’s referred to as “Remy’s Law” in most places and was the direct outcome of an organized, nationwide letter writing campaign.
Every once in a while I want to go back in time and tell middle school me to stop being paralyzed by perfectionism and just swing at the ball, little league is all about fun, but then I remember my reasoning of “if I do a shitty job at sports long enough, my parents will stop making me do sports and I can stay inside and play Quake all day on Saturdays” and I’m humbled by how little I have changed as an individual
Oh neat, “mayonnaise is as spicy as I’ll go” really *is* a core part of white culture: https://daily.jstor.org/garlic-and-social-class/
Denver is Colder Washington DC
The Twin Cities are Colder Denver
Dallas/Fort Worth is Cowboy Twin Cities
Where there was only one set of footprints
That's where I found this sick ass dirtbike and rode away, nerrrrrrrd