Same energy.

It's not. Plant estrogens have a similar structure to human estrogen, but do not work the same in the human body. You can tell this is true because otherwise trans women would be downing soy milk like there was no tomorrow.

Thought this was Tavern Master for a sec. Also worth checking out if this type of game is something you like.

This is such a stupid project. You could fit the same size city in 6km x 6km and it'd be bigger than what they have planned. Much cheaper and easier as well, and no reason to kill anyone... Oh wait, I see the incentive.

As a gay man, most of my list doesn't have names. Why would I remember their names? Some I didn't even ask.

The human sphincter can stretch to 7 inches in diameter. A raccoon can squeeze into 4 inches. You do the math and draw your own conclusions.

I'm 4 weeks away from my voluntary redundancy. I was planning on leaving the job this year anyway, as I wanted to move, so to get a nice paycheck with it was a definite bonus.

Of the people that chose voluntary redundancy, it was mostly those without ties to the area, those that could move, young enough to re-skill, or old enough to retire. The ones that were forced into redundancy have families, mortgages, history in the area, enough baggage to cause inertia. Part of my reasoning to take the voluntary redundancy was to help save at least one person from that.

So absolutely, consent matters. It just sucks that this is happening at all.

The company's stated reasons for redundancy was to move skills to other locations in the country. This is after a year's long effort to co-locate in order to facilitate collaboration. What it really seems to be is that our location has very high staff retention, and therefore high salaries, and the company thinks it can hire younger and cheaper elsewhere. The skill and knowledge lost with this move is staggering, everyone can see that, but profit is the most important factor the company cares about, so it'll inflict its own wounds to get profit up. Capitalism is weird.

I used to work in a new age shop that sold rock salt lamps. A woman came in one time to complain about the lamp she bought.

Woman: My salt lamp was dusty and dirty.

Me: Okay...

W: So I took the rock salt off the base.

Me: Hmm?

W: And I washed it with hot soapy water.

Me: Ah.

W: And it just dissolved!

Me: Yep, it's salt.

W: I want a refund.

Me: laughs.

Years ago, I worked in the IT department at a university that brought in an MDM for accessing work email on personal devices with a policy of wiping the phone if you got your unlock code wrong 3 times. I refused to use it on my personal device and told the head of the department that it was far too risky as you could accidentally do this with the phone in your pocket. He disagreed, but less than a week later, this exact thing happened to him, got his unlock wrong 3 times, phone wiped, no backup done. He still refused to change the policy even with the inconvenience it caused him. I just laughed.

How do those straps stay on her boobas?

It's Johnny the homicidal maniac, also written by Johnen Vasquez and illustrated by Roman Dirge, the creatives behind Invader Zim.

Similar situation, I was at an antiques shop with my parents, on November 11th, which here in the UK is a day of remembrance for people who died during WW1 and WW2. We're observing the moment of silence, when an American guy walks in, notices the silence and loudly exclaims "Wow, who died? It's like a mausoleum in here!" Someone, thankfully, took him to the side and quietly explained what was happening. He did apologise afterwards. I found the whole situation very funny.