Buying highly illegal, hard drugs off the street to shoot into your vains is hardly comparable to having sex while the parents are away. Come the fuck on.

As a parent if a 9 year old, I’m one hundred perfect teaching abstinence when it comes to hard drugs. What is your plan, “don’t forget to practice safe smoking meth?” I’m also raising my kid a tad differently than how my wife and I came up.

And yes, I know a little of what I’m talking about. While I never touched meth, heroin, or crack, or had an opioid addiction, I did eat my weight in tabs and acid decades ago, as I was heavily involved in the late 90’s party scene. So I’ve been around everything, and thank fucking god there wasn’t this fent issue 20-30 years ago. Not because I think I’d be dead. I’m too smart for that and wouldn’t have did what I did in today’s environment given the risk involved. I just wouldn’t have had the fun that I did.

Exactly. The true harm reduction is not to take street drugs in the first place. That is a sure fire way to and fent poisoning. People should know the risk by now, this isn’t new.

The twist is that Tommy was once a Tammy that wanted to be a Bob. Spin the Bottle gets a little more complicated for today’s teens. Meeting a mate is now like picking out of a box of chocolates.

How dare they block my 9 year old from learning that his friend Tommy thinks he’s a Tammy and that’s ok.

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I always dressed business casual to work everyday. Then covid hit. I’d wear shorts to work when I’d go to the office, as there would only be a couple of us there. It was more of a go in and do what I needed to do, then leave deal. 3 years later, I still wear shorts and a work branded polo most days. Wore shorts to work today even (south Louisiana). Wednesday I’m going to Manhattan for a week, and I’m freaking because I don’t have clothes for this shit. I go often, but this will be the coldest trip by far. The only gloves I own are white with light up fingertips in Mardi Gras colors lol. It got that cold here in December, and we basically shut down and bunkered in for 5 days.

Yes I know, I’m in the NY sub and I don’t live there. But it’s my favorite place in the world and I’m fortunate enough to be able to travel there often. This trip is mainly to go watch the Pelicans play at MSG Saturday night.

Yeah, no. Pretty sure your apartment still smells like cat piss. But that’s cool, it’s your place, not mine. To each their own.

Not sure how children could be god’s gift… there is no god.

Yeah but your silent cat sheds all over your apartment and makes the place smell like piss. You don’t notice it because you live in the filth. I’ll take a crying child for a year any day all day.

We’re literally talking about having animals in public spaces in a building though. To some, indoor pets are disgusting and they purposely may seek out a building with strict animal policies regarding to public spaces. How is it fair to them if these policies are suddenly changed to suit a very vocal, very entitled animal owner?

But yet my son bathes himself, and pisses and shits in a toilet. He also doesn’t make my entire house smell. Try again.

Dogs are not kids.

The fact is a lot of people find having dogs indoors nasty. I’m one of them. To each their own, but I can’t stand being around them. I don’t want them brushing on my leg, leaving me to smell like dog. Or even worse, licking me or my kid. And my wife is allergic. To each their own. I get that people love them, and I’m ok with that. Thankfully we can avoid them for the most part, as they are not in many public spaces here. And our dog owners friends know this, so they keep them away when we go there. Obviously that’s not expected and we’re grateful, but the fact remains that we probably wouldn’t be visiting anywhere where we’d get molested by their house animals.

The point is that I’d be pissed if I chose an expensive place to live, specifically because of their strict animal policies, just to have them changed by an entitled dog owner that knew the rules of the building when he moved in