I'm just here to say that bacon is delicious.

Delicious, you can really taste the fear.

I would like to try this as my brain can't seem to wrap my head around this being some kind of delicious treat. Are they playing it up or is shaved ice actually amazing? All i have to go on is snow cones as a child which were not particularly yummy.

well that was delicious...thank you my friend.

last week i was accused of being a "useful idiot" by a person i respected,and once called friend.
#sad

Yeah, I can totally understand that. Certainly the plot didn't require it and normally I could do without some romantic subplot... but as you say, I think it was deliciously symbolic and complimented the themes of the movie really well. Apart from arguing over whether Deckard is in fact a replicant or not, the topic of debate among friends was the nature of K and Joi's relationship. I mean, for this scene...the real person is faking an intimate relationship, and the fake person...well its not really clear if she is faking it or not. It's simultaneously real and it isn't. I thought it was excellent.

Noooo, they're too delicious to be this cute and smart!
That's it! I'm eating baby humans now too, just to be consistent.

At least the plug's only at the end of the pipe.

At my parents' house last year, the pipe connecting the manhole to the actual sewer below the street was clogged. Which isn't so bad, unless nobody really notices it and the sewage just keeps collecting in the manhole. After pumping a good 1.5m³ of delicious sewage out into the nearby bushes (smells great at ~25°C), I went down into the underworld (again, great smell). Found the pipe in question and managed to insert a hose with backwards-firing jets into it, connected to a high-pressure washer. The bloody blockage was 6m into the pipe. Probably grease and fat from the kitchen sink, most of all. Anyway, half an hour of bumping into it over and over again finally cracked it.

Not the most pleasant experience. No cockroaches though, so there's that.

god, that looks delicious.

@Jinx

people do like themselves some tasty delicious confirmation bias don't they bud?

I am filled with a desire to eat some delicious babies.

Hail Satan!

*quality

edit: I am also increasingly convinced that Alex Jones is secretly the greatest performance artist/satirist in the history of humanity. That, or he is utterly insane.

Oh man, I miss college, when you had time to just hang out and watch a mad man spouting lunacy.

Poor preacher dude, I think he secretly thinks dicks are delicious.

I'm also familiar with the relatively small pineberries; neat to see these huge white strawberries. Might just be a curiosity, as its possibly noteworthy that they didn't have the journalist trope of brief interview snippets from customers saying, 'oh I love these white strawberries, they are so delicious', or 'oh my husband doesn't like regular one but loves these white strawberries', etc..

Reserve bacon grease for cooking other meals. Don't waste delicious fat!

I ate at a high end restaurant in a small village in France. Food was delicious -- and the small teaspoon of mustard that came on the side is the thing I remember the most.

Perhaps I am being obtuse but I feel that one of us, or perhaps both of us, are not understanding the other.

A parallel: After Brexit there was some rather ugly anti-immigrant stuff flying around. "Polish vermin" etc. I did, in my bitterness, fantasise about a UK without immigrants because it would be such deliciously ironic justice. I mean, in reality I'd have my Polish friends and a country that actually functions rather than "I told you sos" and packing bags... but still, sometimes I do wish lessons would be learned the only way some will ever learn them.