How about calling it the TiB name of whoever has the first post on Page 100 of the holiday drunk thread? I'd love to see the look on your husband's face when you start referring to the baby as "Kubla Khan" or "The Village Idiot". Jokes aside, congratulations! In yet another aside, gentlemen of TiB (specifically those with foreskin), I've been told that it's weird that I do stuff with the husband's penis, like trying to feed it peanuts or make it drink water from the shower. Any of the uncut dudes here feel the same way? Or is it just a freeforall down there?
I thought this when I read the original post, but I didn't want to be the one to say it. But....yeah. Another theory blown.
In RE: the car buying topic... Just out of curiosity, on what planet does anyone care what the dickheads at the dealership think? If they're stupid enough to laugh at people buying their cars, I'm not sure that I'm going to hold their opinion in the highest regard. Not to mention, it's a bunch of strangers who you are never going to interact with again except maybe to get service. I'm just trying to figure out why "the dealership employees laugh at people who buy the base model" is somehow a negative when making a car buying decision. Who could possibly give the tiniest smidgen of a shit about what the car salesman thinks of their choice?
It varies, depending on the car and the market and about 50 other things. There have been times when it's cheaper to buy new for just about any car, but usually it's make/model dependent. If you live in the South and not near the coast, where you don't have to worry about salt or other corrosion, and you plan on keeping your vehicle for more than 5 years or +150,000, there's not an automatic financial disadvantage with buying new. I've been buying cars for over 20 years and helped others decide to buy them, bought both new and used. YMMV. Consumer Reports Clark Howard (This one is an older article, I realize, but I linked it to show another time when conditions to buy new can be favorable.)
Hahah, I like that one. A lot of people use Peanut. I know I've heard some clever ones, but can't think of any right now. If I had thought about giving my embryo a nickname when I was pregnant, I would have chosen Dax, from Star Trek Deep Space Nine. One of my favorite characters (Jadzia, not fucking Ezri), Dax is a symbiont that is genderless (the host can be male or female).
H.R. Giger simply calls it "The Alien". As much as I like dogs, I am still yet to discover any appeal towards "Lap" dogs. Yappy, needy, ugly, pathetic, bonding only with one person in their life all the while nipping your ankles with their razor-sharp needle teeth. What appeal do these things give you besides the moment you shove one down the garbage disposal?
I only dislike little dogs that have been treated like little toys and not trained like they're real dogs, thus becoming awful little monsters. My parents' neighbors have a miniature poodle that spends a lot of time at their place and it is a fantastic dog, same goes for my girlfriend's parents' Shih-tzu. But the yappy, shitty Yorkies, etc? They're glorified squirrels as far as I care.
Completely with you here. I like both cats and [regular] dogs, as they each have their plusses and minuses. Yapper dogs, on the other hand, seem to just combine the negatives of each animal and none of benefits. What's the point?
The Alien was known as The Alien. I think the only name they had for the chestburster form was, chestburster. My brother rescued a tea cup yorkie with his girlfriend when he was in Shanghai. He lost the girlfriend and kept the dog. As much as I wanted to hate it, he really is a cool little guy. A shit ton of personality for a 3-5 lb dog. He can play fetch for hours on end and can get a little annoying as much as he bugs you to toss his ball. Smart as hell for a dog with a brain that has to be as big as a pea.
They're not all bad. Can he grab a full size tennis ball? It's pretty funny when the ball is as big as their head. My lab will bring people random stuff to play fetch with all the time and his persistence can get old, but you appreciate it when you go hunting with him. Working dogs are my favorites... herders, hunters, seeing eye, etc.
Had an Irish Wolfhound growing up named Ronin. He was a fucking beast, too bad they only lived until around 8 years old. He last until 10 which is unheard of for that breed.
I loved animals so much growing up but was never allowed to have one. So, I made do with lizards and flying squirrels I caught in the yard until I was given a pair of baby flying squirrels that I eye dropper fed and raised. Abu defined my childhood. I had him for 12 years until I moved to hawaii and had to rehome him. I still need to go see him, now that I'm thinking about it. Now we have a dog, and Buddy is the bomb diggity. He is the living embodiment of the term "velcro dog." He better live to be about 106 or I'll be pretty heartbroken.
Totally should've swallowed. That said, we are ecstatic...so thank you all for your kind words. On the subject of small dogs - when they're treated like large dogs I have no problem. When they're assholes...I hate them.
It's a creepy little fucking stuffed elf that peers out at you from random spots around your house. It was created by two Prius-driving suburbanite whores who wanted to cash in on the money dump known as Christmas. I'll give it this, though. By telling your kid that the elf flys back to Santa every night and gives him a report and that if the kid touches the creepy little elf, he'll lose his magic and not fly back to Santa anymore, it keeps your kid in line for one month out of the year. Now if the kid is a clever little shit, they could figure out that if they do something bad, they could just go touch the elf and it would never report back to Santa. Hopefully it doesn't come to that for me.
The elf on the shelf is great for us Christians and non denominationals. But what about the our Jewish bretheren? I have a suggestion- The Jew in the Shoe He'll watch over your family and give you an audit. Any discrepencies he reports to the IRS