Religious girl: thank you God for inventing the vibrator
Atheist girl: I'm so glad science and engineering have progressed to the point where we can manufacture vibrators
Liberal girl: thank you free market for creating the supply to meet the demand for vibrators
Feminist girl: the vibrator has freed us from the need for men
Radical feminist girl: the vibrator is still a phallic implement
Marxist girl: actually it was historical forces that freed women
Marxist feminist girl: the vibrator serves as synecdoche for the entire process of industrialisation and proletarianisation that has laid the groundwork for the liberation of women
Reactionary girl: the vibrator was created to destroy traditional heterosexual relations
Idealist girl: the vibrator was invented because of feminism
Anarchist girl: I have no idea how the vibrator fits into a schema of history
Primitivist girl: I masturbate with a smooth river stone
Lesbian girl: hey while we're all in the same room I have a suggestion
Agnostic girl: nobody knows why I just orgasmed
For those of you looking for these recipes, they're from Cooking for Engineers. Which should shock nobody. But it's a great site. Sadly seems to be defunct, but I can personally vouch for the recipes being presented in a foolproof* manner. Not only is the card layout great (honestly, just having the oven temperature right there instead of having to keep trying to find it in the recipe is a game changer), but every step has a photo. None of this "until done" rubbish, it'll have a photo of "yeah, here's how it should look, and no, this photo isn't overly produced".
And unlike most cooking blogs, the commentariat substitutions are generally competent!
If you're still not sold on the site, may I add that he once took a pair of calipers to Chili's to test their claim that "their new Smokehouse Bacon Burgers [...] have 'the thickest bacon you've ever seen'."
Unsurprisingly, his verdict was:
(on Friday, April 13, 2008 at the Chili's in Santa Clara, California) they served bacon that was (to an accuracy of 1/128th of an inch) 3/16 in. thick (4.75 mm ± 0.2mm) after cooking. [...] Does it truly hold up to its claim that it's the "thickest bacon you've ever seen"? My guess is that for most people that's true, but for me it was most definitely not the case.
So yeah, definitely check out his website, whether you're a novice or experienced cook, whether you're an engineer or someone who didn't even know what a caliper was before you started reading this. I highly recommend starting with the shepherd's pie (yes, it's the same one from Joy of Cooking), and either the creme brulee or the biscotti for dessert. The recipe image OP used was for espresso brownies. Presumably roasting your own beans is optional, though.
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*It's me. I'm the fool. I'm proof that even a fool can follow the recipes.
drunk witch vibing, creating a thotty homoculus in a bubbling cauldron: premarital sex, 100 gecs. dollskill haul in the mail, snails and puppy dog tails. bone dry puss, snap score = sus. fuck the weed man for an edible, say his dick game incredible.
tiny homonculus giving her best angles in her 30$ boohoo clubwear fit:
i’m sorry what the FUCK does this mean
suck my balls through my huge cargo shorts
My Dashboard Simulator
Mutual 1: I think Shane Hollander likes the radiator. I think he wants to be tied up against it.
Mutual 2: I just know Frank Iero is chugging milkshakes doing cartwheels backstage praying that Gerard Way will notice him going green in the face
Mutual 3: Do you guys think when birds dive into the water that’s like a little vacation for them
The way my classes this semester look in my calendar is endlessly funny to me. Fuck man I'm sorry, I can't hang out on September 22nd, I'm so busy.
i think that Angel the series should have been called Cordelia the series and all the guys shouldve died
yeah yeah the cyborg manifesto we’ve all read it– sorry, doggirl manifesto??????
Trying to mock me for ruminating like yeah it’s called confusion and remorse and shame and fear and curiosity and humor and self reflection and guilt and anger and hope and frustration and pain and pain and pain and pain and pain and more pain. And it makes me beautiful
I’ll ruminate on something that happened in the 3rd grade okay never underestimate how hung up on some bullshit I can get. Bc fuck you
