The “salads” of the mid-twentieth century should probably be left off the Thanksgiving table. I’ve seen recipes for abominations that mixed lime jello, shredded carrot, cheese, and Cool Whip. I’ve heard stories involving tuna!
Contrarianism is in a way innately consumptive—you take something in, and you become the opposite of it.
The frustrating things in your life are your life.
He haunted every campground my family and I ever camped at.
He was the one that got our entire family to switch to the Signal messaging app because it’s supposed to be safer. We’re still using it now.
Did you notice a few lines back I said “horrific tragedy”?
I can confidently say there are many parallels between this sport and reality TV.
It was like England’s very own Machine Gun Kelly had strolled onto the tube.
When we pass the Toyota with someone eating a chicken sandwich all wrapped up in white paper, I throw up my hands.
“Is the whole Midwest eating something but us?”
The result is a staggeringly compelling story that has had its little hooks in me for a while now, certainly deeper than I expected and perhaps slightly deeper than I knew was possible.
