I’ll start: I tried to move a bookshelf while drunk about 6 years ago and tore a tendon in my shoulder pretty damn good. It still bothers me sometimes if I move it wrong or sleep on it wrong.
Have a scar on my left thigh from slipping and falling onto a glass table while ranting about why ketchup on hotdogs is good actually
Was this even an argument? Tomato sauce is incredible and a staple on hotdogs and Bunnings snags. Are there anti-tomato sauce hotdog people??
Ahh fair fair. That’s my aussie ignorance showing.
Does ketchup taste like tomato sauce on a hotdog then?
I’ve always assumed Ketchup was the Americanism for tomato sauce.
In Australia we call ketchup tomato sauce. Tomato paste is probably what you’re thinking of.
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If I heard ketchup I’d probably think of kecap manis/sweet soy sauce firstly.
I live in Chicago, if you ask for ketchup on your hotdog here they just throw it at you in disgust
ketchup on hotdogs is good actually
For me it depends on the wrapping, and I honestly don’t know why. But if the [bun / bread] is toasted, then it has to be mustard. If it’s not toasted, then it has to be ketchup. If it’s steamed, then mustard and sauerkraut. And again, I have no idea why.
It’s a little petty, but I feel stupidest about my hearing. Cranked my music too loud and didn’t wear ear protection ever when I was younger. The tinnitus gets so bad sometimes it makes me suicidal.
I tried to stand on the very tip of my toes about a decade ago, since then I get these horrible toe cramps every time I move my toes a little too much.
I went jogging on slightly damp asphalt with my then-7yo.
I tripped on nothing and dislocated the living fuck out of my ankle, to the point that the paramedic insisted on sitting up by my head in the ambulance so she didn’t have to look at it - it was indeed extremely cursed.
They said that I escaped major reconstructive surgery by grams and millimetres, but the ligament went to hell and my ankle is now only held together with chewing gum and hope.
Running more than for the bus is off the cards for the rest of my life - however I’m otherwise fine, and I go hiking at every opportunity.
I was pretending to be a monster and started chasing my toddler around the apartment as she giggled. She ran into a room and as I ran after her, I stubbed my toes on the door frame. Instant break of the two outer toes, hurt like hell and had to go to the hospital. That was a decade ago and during fall and winter, I still get a lot of throbbing, dull pain on my toes.
