“How many hot dogs a day? Well, gosh, I don’t know. Some days it’s just two. Other days…it could be up to, and I’m just ball parking here you understand, it could be…up to seven?”

“So…seven hot dogs a day.”

“Yeah, probably safe.”

Indeed. I understand the algorithm hate round here, and if someone decides that they don’t want any recommendations from Google at all that’s their business, but I do appreciate some of what they send my way. Recently, whether due to a tweak on the back end or a quirk of my recent watch history, I’ve found I’ve been getting a fair number of very small channels filtering into my recommendations. Without those recs, I’m never gonna find someone’s 712 view video from 3 years ago about scratch building an original spaceship design, so I’m happy to have a space where those can show up in addition to my personally curated subscription feed.

I mean, I can’t speak for everyone, but I do.

Eating a mint to deal with bad breath seems like the equivalent of a 15 year old boy dousing himself with Axe body spray to deal with their BO. It doesn’t solve the problem, it just temporarily masks it, and usually to a lesser degree than you think or hope.

Excuse me, do y’all have plus sizes? This coat, as you can see, is for a great big fat person.

It’s bots all the way down