Low hanging fruit.

Wait, so tofu on bread is not only not a thing, but it's tasteless? There seems to be an issue, here.

Low hanging fruit — Noble Dust

The heaviest, plumpest, sweetest kind.

Clarky — Jamal

I'm guessing you find "Robby" a lot more annoying than I find "Clarky." I've been called that all my life, although there was a period when I was called "Killer."

I've been called that all my life, although there was a period when I was called "Killer." — T Clark

Please tell me more about this period of your life.

Well Clarky, it's just more that you...live in...your....own...worldHAHAHAuhhh — Noble Dust

I was named funniest member of the The Philosophy Forum by the Voice of the Spirit of Philosophy, so it's official. Now that Streetlight is gone, I've moved up to fourth smartest too.

Please tell me more about this period of your life. — Noble Dust

It was when I wrestled in high school.

wrestled — T Clark

Did you know that wrestling was an import part of Kazakh culture?

Wait, so tofu on bread is not only not a thing, but it's tasteless? There seems to be an issue, here. — Noble Dust

There is a culinary issue, indeed.

Did you know that wrestling was an import part of Kazakh culture? — Jamal

Don't they do Greco-Roman wrestling there? We did freestyle, which doesn't really allow throwing like G-R.

All I know is that I know nothing (about wrestling).

he's in his own humor universe, as is BC. — Noble Dust

Our records show that you have never ventured into the BC universe of humors–a wholesome and satisfactory state of affairs.

Okey dokey boss. — Noble Dust

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A song about obeying the boss

Songs about Sigmund

I'm guessing you find "Robby" a lot more annoying than I find "Clarky." — T Clark

Even "Jammy" would be preferable.

I hate to break it to you, but not everyone is Jewish. Can I say that? :yikes: — Noble Dust

Then what is everyone?

The heaviest, plumpest, sweetest kind. — Jamal

Is this a description of the elusive not Jewish people @Noble Dust references?

I mean what are these people and how do I know one when I see it and what do I do with it?

I'm not sure, but I think it's possible to create a golem that will identify and destroy them, so long as you know the secret spell and you're close to some mud.

Meal: Rice soup with leeks, serrano ham, spring onion and laurel.
No bread this time.

That sounds like a good soup. Ham and leek is a good combination. Laurel/bay leaf can be pretty strong but I use it a lot. And you can't go wrong with spring onions.

Breakfast: fried mashed potato and fried eggs
Lunch: Spicy vegetable soup wrap
Dinner: Cheese

So I had this soup I made but I'm not really a soup guy so I reduced it down to a kind of chunky sauce, rolled it up in a lavash with some extra added tuna, and munched. It was a lot better than I expected.

Meal: Rice soup with leeks, serrano ham, spring onion and laurel.
No bread this time. — javi2541997

My son likes to tell me how he buys 10 pound hams on the cheap and then he eats it for several weeks, living off maybe a few dollars a day on salted pig meat. It sounds like something a rebel soldier might have lived off during the civil war. I imagine him sleeping outside in the fetal position in the mud under a tree with scraps of pork in his pockets.

He also shot, killed, cleaned, and ate a crow once. He said the meat was purple. Then there was the time he killed a deer, skinned it with a pocket knife on the ground, and went elbow deep yanking out the guts from the ground. When the zombie apocolypse comes, he will be king. Right now, those skills have limited application and are somewhat disturbing.

The word "ham" in your story made me think of that.

It was a good soup, I forgot to mention that I put garlic in it while it was boiling, so the taste of the garlic was the main protagonist. Not so strong, but heavy.

And you can't go wrong with spring onions. — Jamal

I love them. You can use spring onions in whatever dish.

The word "ham" in your story made me think of that. — Hanover

Interesting.

When I read your post, I had concluded that it was the life of a perfect hunter, but it turns out that the main protagonist is your son.

All that he does will be impossible for me. I like eating meat, but hunting the animals—wow, I would be scared and probably end up being eaten by a bear.

All that he does will be impossible for me. I like eating meat, but hunting the animals—wow, I would be scared and probably end up being eaten by a bear. — javi2541997

I have encountered Spanish hunters. All I wanted to do was climb up the mountain, but there were these two guys shooting sparrows or whatever, and it made me a bit nervous. Same in France and Italy. I shouldn't be speaking up for British-style hunting where it's only the upper class who can do it, but really, it's just not cricket.

All that he does will be impossible for me. I like eating meat, but hunting the animals—wow, I would be scared and probably end up being eaten by a bear. — javi2541997

So hunting is not a kill or be killed sort of activity, but the hunter has the upper hand with the high powered rifle and being placed high above in a stand. Even if you were walking around quietly like Elmer Fudd trying to kill wabbits, the chances of some wild creature coming at you are hovering right around zero. It's generally much safer in the woods than on the streets.

But, I do understand the reluctance to hunting in terms of killing an animal. I actually have never done it. I have no problem getting my meat at Kroger, but I have no desire to kill my own food. Maybe it's hypocrisy of some sort on my part, but that's how it is.

I'm actually pretty anti-gun, which I get hurts my street cred, but I feel like if I'm ever in a position where I think I'm going to need a gun, I need to find a new position to be in.

At the aforementioned water mill, I was given a 0.22 rifle and a huge amount of ammunition and was asked to deal with the coypus, otherwise known as nutria, a very large South American rodent not much smaller than the capybara. Coypus were taken to Europe and released by one of those idoitic Victorian explorer buffoons.

They undermine dams and slowly destroy the hydrological balance, which is a big problem in a water mill. Even though I had not signed up for killing animals and had never held a gun before, I spent the winter killing the coypus and came to quite enjoy it. It helped that they were unfriendly and had ugly orange teeth.

EDIT: Have I said all this shit before? I'm in my fifties now, it's hard to keep track.

All I wanted to do was climb up the mountain, but there were these two guys shooting sparrows or whatever, and it made me a bit nervous. — Jamal

I feel the same whenever I go to my grandparents' house in Toledo. There are a lot of hunters, and when I hear them shooting at sparrows or rabbits, it makes me feel anxious.



I understand that hunting is not necessarily as savage as it appears on TV or YouTube videos. I guess (only a guess because I never pressed a trigger in my life) that hunting a sparrow is not a big deal. But I don't know. It is a weird feeling. I am not a celestial judge to decide whether to end their lives. It's weird and a paradox because later on I eat a lot of meat... 

I feel the same whenever I go to my grandparents' house in Toledo. There are a lot of hunters, and when I hear them shooting at sparrows or rabbits, it makes me feel anxious. — javi2541997

When I first moved to France I got a new bike. It was summer, and it was a full moon, so I thought it would be nice to ride around the countryside in the moonlight at midnight.

I had not accounted for hunters, so I was riding around the fields amidst gunshots, trying not to look like a deer. Never again.

they were unfriendly and had ugly orange teeth. — Jamal

I thought everyone in the UK was unfriendly and had ugly orange teeth.

There's a grain of tooth in that stereotype, but Americans seem to have a thing about teeth. Europeans are mocked throughout American culture for having normal teeth. To be fair, Russians mock us Western Europeans for the same thing. Yet another dimension of commonality between the Russians and Americans.

Americans seem to have a thing about teeth. — Jamal

Yes, well, I went to the dentist yesterday and she told me I need to go see a periodontist, a guy to look at my gums. So, I am a bit obsessed with dentistry right now. Also, would you really expect me to shy away from an overused stereotype in my quest to be amusing?