I feel you. I also have that fear, and one time we went to a local opera house that has very steep balconies. When you are walking down the stairs to your seat, it seriously feels like you can fall to your death if you wobble or trip. I needed my husband holding my hand and his constant reassurance just to make it to our seats. Didn’t get up the whole intermission and then high-tailed it out of there. Never again.

I wouldn’t mind being judged by such a pretty girl.

You make a great point. We can’t survive on pork and wine alone.

Asking the important questions.

I had the same thought, hope she doesn’t get in trouble. Seems like she created a loyal customer for a low cost.

That’s all I have going for me.

Spa day? It sounds like you are starting to say a word then stopping. Spa-ghetti? Are you taking me for a spaghetti day?

*willing to consider socialism. You’re probably still right, it’s less than half. Sadly.

Martini, anyone?

It is if you are hungry enough.

You don’t have to convince me, it’s the other half of the country we need to worry about.

Didn’t know that community existed! I’ll crosspost.

This is the kind of quality content I’ve come to expect of you.

Fudge and I are alike. I’m also waiting for cheese.

Sounds like an amazing dog. 13/10, would hold like a baby.

Here you go: https://www.bbc.com/news/av/world-latin-america-53532912

Can’t take credit for it as I shamelessly stole it. But it’s generating exactly the kind of discussion I was hoping for!

This is exactly the kind of discussion I’d like on this post.

Ham dog! We fucking love ham dog in our family.

I would absolutely eat unreasonable amounts of potatoes. My Slavic bloodline would be proud.