I've never heard of a case when a dog eats its owner because of starvation. Please, provide proof and links.
https://www.buzzfeednews.com/article/natashaumer/cats-eat-your-face-after-you-die "Your dog just might try to eat you while you're passed out and drunk." Enjoy!
Rando referenced a case that was described in a 2010 study in the Journal of Forensic and Legal Medicine. In the case, a woman was found dead in her bathroom by her husband. She died of an aneurysm, but her nose and lips were missing. "Quite interestingly, and a bit contrary to what people might think: All of the injuries found on the woman were caused by her dog; the cats had no part in it," she said. Like the other unusual cases that lacked a "waiting period," the dog had "preyed upon" the victim only a few hours after her death. "As for why the cat didn't go in for a nibble, well, that's anyone's guess. But if I had to go out on a limb, I'd say either the cats couldn't be bothered or hadn't noticed yet," she said.
Did you really posted me a link from BuzzFeed as a proof? BuzzFeed. Really? Clap and tap for you, buddy. .
Unfortunately I am in a similar situation. What I have noticed over many years is that most people who call themselves your "friends" are more like "colleagues". After years of seeing friends screw me over for the sake of personal gain I've concluded that people in general are just like that and very few people in the world are actually willing to do for me what I would do for them. So I tend to just stick to myself for the most part nowadays.
Exactly. And the worst thing is, years don't matter. I had a "friend" for 8 years before he turning his back on me. .
Naw it's more like Mr. Jameson Black Barrel lol Which is bad because society's view is that if you drink alone then you are an alcoholic and/or depressed with people always getting shocked and asking me if I am one or the other if I tell them I sat at home drinking last night. No....I'm not a drunk nor am I chronically sad. I enjoy drinking like millions of other people but I rarely have people to hang out with so I do it by myself lol.
Well with your job, a very technical job, it's normal to just want alone time after work. Hell, now I don't even see my friends. I'm just tired all the time. I drink with my fiance. She's into wine, I'm a gin guy. However we have TOTALLY different taste in TV shows so usually at night I'm in one room with my gin, watching Football, Basketball, or Baseball...and she's watching House Hunters in the other.
No, not really. I'm too poor to afford a social life offline. I just stay home all day, everyday when I'm not at work. Video games, reading, studying, watching movies, and praying for a stock market collapse or world war III beyond work is all my life amounts to along with constant insomnia. I'm living the American dream, it's great. I would get a girlfriend but I would at least need to make $50,000.00 a year as that is the minimum sexual market value these days which I don't possess. Because I cannot afford the minimal sexual market value of women I tend to ignore them altogether now, what's the point? In the end they only want one thing and that certainly isn't my charming personality.... I feel like the last man of western civilization and quite frankly I day dream about it all burning down to the ground frequently so that it can restart anew. I despise post modernism, post modern people, and this post modern world.
She'll always want more. Trust me on that. Now I understood that and I keep my shekels for myself only. I drive an expensive BMW. I drive it. Not she. Some feminist woman, the equivalent of a welfare beggar.
Camping and being out in the Rockies is the wife and I big thing, we just had our egg winterized for camping in the snow and below freezing temps. Nothing like being in the Rockies, snow on the ground and no one around for miles and miles. The solitude is just as beautiful as the landscape. Gardening also is big with us along with canning our own food and dehydrating fruit, veg and meat. Wednesday I start making fruit leather for Halloween night. Strawberry and pineapple leathers seem to be the kids favorite. I can only drink and find stupid 2-3 times a year so during the holiday season you can find me at the local jail in search of any friend who will post bail for me. Wonderful hobby that gives family members something to talk about during the thanksgiving dinner while the cops haul me away.
Too poor probably means you prioritize spending on mammon and not on activities that would help make you more social. I speak from personal experience. I don't make $50k and I've got plenty of debts I'm paying, yet I could easily afford to go out and do social things. But I often opt to buy things instead, games, books, movies, and of course music being among them. I can't blame anyone but myself for my being single - I stay home a lot. As it happens in my case, even my work is at home.
Some people are ruff introverts, like me, and we don't want going out with other people. I like to walk outside alone and especially drive alone long distances because people always get on my nerves. But my shekels never get on my nerves on the contrary.
Sure, I'm an introvert to at least some extent. I've never been one for social circles. But that doesn't justify the opposite extreme and finding excuses to continue with it, and then blaming everyone else on top of that.
During the summer I try to spend a weekend a month boating on the Colorado, nude if I am lucky enough to sneak off with just my wife and my boat but my neighbors know the sound of hitching up a trailer and invite themselves along so not as much nude as we would like. During the season I try to get as much waterfowl and upland game bird hunting in as I can. I brew beer pretty regular, always in search of perfection. I’ve brewed about 1200 gallons since starting the hobby. I reload ammo, cast and powder coat my own bullets, and do a lot of recreational shooting. I dabble in archery but nothing very serious.
Who made women such gold diggas, me and Carl? Women during the 30s, 40s, 50s were washing clothes on the rivers and everything was OK. Now women are not in the kitchen, not over the rivers, and they're in the offices and we have a whole new and different demographic change. Mass rapes, and terrorist acts and acid attacks were not popular during the 30s! And yes, during the 30s, acid WAS invented. And automatic guns were invented. But nobody went and shot a hundred people in a school.
Women, like men, vary from person to person. No point trying to charactertize them all at once. Seems to me most are hard-working and take care of themselves, though.
Atrophied? I would think the weight and awkwardness of the tire would be a PITA, but that isn't surprising.
