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Matthew, in Mister Impossible
A bipartisan group of U.S. senators wants government food assistance programs to cover rotisserie chicken from grocery stores
WASHINGTON -- A bipartisan group of U.S. senators wants government food assistance programs to foot the bill for rotisserie chicken from the grocery store.
The senators this week introduced what they're calling the Hot Rotisserie Chicken Act, which would make the supermarket staple an eligible purchase under the Supplemental Nutritional Assistance Program, formerly known as food stamps.
“America’s best (and delicious) affordability play is Costco’s $4.99 rotisserie chicken,” said Democratic Sen. John Fetterman of Pennsylvania, who joined Republican Sen. Jim Justice of West Virginia and others in sponsoring the bill. “It’s one of my family’s favorites, and I’m proud to join this bill with Sen. Justice for all to try. SNAP funds would be well spent to feed our nation’s families who need it.”
The SNAP program provides a monthly stipend for low-income families to buy groceries, but it doesn't pay for hot prepared foods. The exclusion, which dates back decades, was meant to promote home cooking. But critics say it's outdated and penalizes families that are already struggling to make ends meet, excluding convenient and nutritious options.
Lawmakers at the state and federal level have long debated which foods should be eligible for SNAP benefits. Health and Human Services Secretary Robert F. Kennedy Jr. has pressed states to exclude junk food such as soda and candy. Twenty-two states, mostly led by Republicans, have requested or been granted permission to ban certain foods.
SNAP is a major piece of the U.S. social safety net used by nearly 42 million, or about 1 in 8, Americans to help buy groceries. On average, the monthly benefit per household is about $350, and the average benefit per person is about $190.
Besides Fetterman and Justice, the senators introducing the bill are Republican Shelley Moore Capito of West Virginia and Democrat Michael Bennet of Colorado. Republican Rep. Rick Crawford of Arkansas has pushed for similar legislation in the House.
“We have to give people the option to put a healthy, protein-dense choice on the table that actually tastes good and doesn’t take an hour and a half to cook,” Justice said in a statement.
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It was nice, lying on the deck of the Stan O’ War with Wendy, staring up at the stars and dreaming about the future. And the more he thought about it, the more Stan realized that tonight was The Night, and he had to say something now, he had to tell Wendy how he felt, because, what would be a better moment?
And sure, she hadn’t been interested the first time he’d asked her, but that was when he was just some schmoe hitting on her out of nowhere. Now he was a friend, and they’d been hanging out most nights for the past three months, and she was always saying how great he was and how much she loved being around him, and she let him hold her hand a lot, like now, and that had to mean something, right?
“Hey, can we talk?”
She went very still at that, almost rigid, before unclenching and nodding. “Yes. We can talk.”
Well, that didn’t sound promising. He just had to get it over with, the worst she could do was say no, right?
“I just, I wanted to say that, that the past three months, that ever since I met you, I mean, you’re, you’re the coolest person I’ve ever met, and I have so much fun with you, and you always say such nice things about me, and, ever since we met, I’ve been, I’ve been thinking, and it’s just that...”
He trailed off. He’d lost track of his sentence. Wendy gave his hand a squeeze.
“Just say it,” she said wearily.
“I’m like, in love with you, Wendy.”
Of all the ways he’d expected her to react, it hadn’t been to sigh heavily. “I know,” she said. She sounded exhausted. “It’s kinda my curse.”
“You sure know how to butter a guy up.”
“That’s not what I- okay, sit up. We need to actually be face to face for this conversation.”
He didn’t want to sit up. He wanted to keep his face pointed away from hers so she wouldn’t see how hurt he felt. Apparently the worst she could do wasn’t just to say no, it was to say that him loving her was a curse, and that just wasn’t fair, it wasn’t like he didn’t know how to just accept rejection.
But she was giving him this really earnest look, and he supposed he should follow things through. He sat up, giving her his undivided and very sulky attention.
“Listen. You’re like, one of the coolest people I know,” she said. “And if you ever stopped being my friend, I’d come find you and punch your lights out. Got it?”
“Yeah.”
“Good. But just because I care about you- and I do, I really do, you have no idea how much- doesn’t mean that I can care about you the way you want me to. And I need you to be okay with that, because if you’re not... well, if you’re not, that’s going to cause some problems that I really don’t want it to.”
Stan pouted, and looked away. He wasn’t really sure where to go with this- this wasn’t any of the scripts he was used to when it came to girls rejecting him. He hadn’t been kissed, or slapped, or told to take a hike, and it sounded like Wendy was more worried that he’d stop caring about her altogether than she was about him being in love with her, and maybe when she’d said him loving her was a curse she’d just meant people loving her in general. He could believe that, Wendy was great, and he could see how lots of guys could easily fall in love with her, so maybe she’d just meant she was cursed with guys falling in love with her and not just Stan specifically.
“...I don’t know what happens next,” he confessed. “Usually a girl has slapped me or kissed me at this point. You’re just sitting there telling me not to stop being your friend.” And you haven’t let go of my hand.
“What happens next is we keep moving forward. How do you feel? Now that you’ve told me, I mean.”
“Well, uh... hurt. Confused. Sad. Awkward. Relieved? And kinda itchy.”
Wendy gave him a sharp look at that last part, and then burst out laughing. It didn’t sound like mean laughter, just... like he’d made a really good joke. She let go of his hand and punched his arm playfully.
“You’ll get through this okay, Stan Pines,” she assured. “One day you’ll look back and I’ll just be a blip on your radar, a cool memory from when you were seventeen and a cool girl came into your life for a little while.”
And it was funny because, the way she said it, he couldn’t help believe her.
And he did feel a little better for having said something about it. So maybe Shermie had been right after all.
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can’t stop thinking about c’rizz going “i’m a bit psychic” like daphne moon from frasier