An old professor once taught the class that the prostate was a myth.
My stepdad once made coleslaw that smelled like burnt rubber. Me and my siblings told him that we would not eat the coleslaw, it would taste like burnt rubber. And he tried to convince us that since we had never eaten burnt rubber before in the past, that we couldn’t possibly know what burnt rubber tastes like, and therefore we should eat the coleslaw.
It turned into an hours-long argument about how you don’t have to actually eat burnt rubber in order to know what burnt rubber smells like, and that there’s no good reason for coleslaw to smell like burnt rubber.
In the end, me and my siblings won, and we did not eat the coleslaw, but I don’t understand how you can cook coleslaw… no, wait, you don’t even cook coleslaw!
I don’t know how you can prepare coleslaw so poorly as to have it smell like burnt rubber, and I don’t know how you can be so married to your burnt rubber coleslaw that you would attempt to force children to eat it, regardless of the fact that it smells like burnt fucking rubber.
A lot of things from a particular family member
This month: His buddy who’s a “mechanic” touched our car and did a bunch of “extra work” on it for a “great price”. Got it back and it sounded like they emptied the transmission fluid in the CVT. I got “it must be the drive shaft” and “don’t go down rabbit holes on the internet”
It was missing transmission fluid
If you tickle a baby’s feet before they are one year old they will stutter. Told to me by my son’s girlfriend when I was holding my grandson for the first time. It wasn’t a fun fact, it was a rule that I was to obey. So for the record, he should be stuttering by now because I couldn’t resist, and they couldn’t watch me all the time. :)
Makes me want to ask what other kooky wrongness they hold in their head, either in childrearing beliefs or general day to day knowledge.
I really don’t want to push things too far with them, but so far I haven’t really been able to hold my grandkids except for very brief periods and even then there are rules. No kissing them on the hands or face, the aforementioned no tickling their feet. They don’t really seem to be up to letting me watch the grandkids at any point, even though I raised my son and his siblings just fine.
The discipline seems to be completely missing, and I had a talk with my son and he attributed it to wanting to stop generational trauma. What the fuck does that even mean? I took it as though he is trying to say he had a bad childhood. But I had a great childhood, and I would say he did too as far as things like not having any abuse in the house, etc. So how far back does one need to go to round up some trauma. Maybe they are talking about his gf’s family? I guess I will have to sit down with him again and see what exactly he means by that.
That there was some guy who heard a voice and then financed and built a 150 meter boat by himself, got a breeding pair of every single land species on Earth onto said boat, and kept them from starving, killing each other, or otherwise becoming unable to reproduce until after the entire surface area of the planet was no longer covered in water.
The small little nub at the end of a peanut is tastier than the peanut itself. I believed it and kept eating it while giving the rest to them. I got scammed.
“Lions are the boys and tigers are the girls.”
“People used to live to be 900 years old.”
I believed the first one when I was, idk, 6 years old. No idea if I assumed it myself or was told it from someone.
“Think about it. They drained a lot of oil in the Middle East, so there must be cool underground lakes of oil you can paddle around in down there.” -Gas station geologist
I understand that oil isn’t just sitting around in big empty voids in the rock, and that those voids are full of gravel and such, and that we’re also injecting water and such into the wells to maintain pressure, etc.
But I’d be willing to bet (a small amount, maybe like $50 tops) that out of the thousands of oil wells we’ve drilled over the years, that through some quirk of geology, some void has opened up somewhere down there with just enough liquid oil and open space that you could probably get a kayak on it and paddle around in a small circle.
I’m thinking probably more like the size of a smallish above ground swimming pool, not a decent sized lake that would actually be worth paddling around on.
Of course there’s also the issue of the pressure at that depth, and the fact that any atmosphere down there is probably gonna be natural gas and not breathable air, so you’d probably have to do it in a hard diving suit
