…I’m the only Doper who thinks Weeds is possibly the greatest tv show ever.
Or maybe, the only D who writes radio ads for money.
Nope. Other peoples’, too–but only select individuals. Hot guys, usually.
This, to me, is the winner by far. The smell of uncooked chicken has got to be one of the most vile odors I have ever whiffed.
The ice cream thing isn’t odd, though. Aren’t you essentially just turning it into soft-serve? I always do that by stirring vigorously. Easier to do with the non-dairy stuff that I eat.
I like both.
Mind you, a number of years ago we had a skunk get under the front porch and spray and Holy Frito Lay, that was enough to make even me feel ill.
I do not have a strong sense of smell, I suspect that’s part of it; it smells “yummy/let’s eat!” to me.
I also like to eat raw chicken though.
Nope. I’ve loved them for 20 years now. Finally saw them live for the first time a year ago.
I remember the Mike Douglas one. I’d always say … “There’s a boy outside … his name is Chuck…”
I didn’t think Star Trek: Nemesis was such a bad movie.
Edit: okay, I admit that there is probably someone else on this board who agrees with me. But I’ve never met anyone who thought it was something other than shit.
I liked Nemesis. I will do you one better, I liked nemesis more than First Contact!
I would be happy to teach it to you. The tune is basically “Twist and Shout” except for the chorus, which follows, pretty much, the Aaaaaaa bit in the middle of T&S. You go “Baaaaaa…Naaaaaa…Naaaaa…SLUG!” You may clap three times between each syllable there, you know–1-2,3. You must also do the little echoey thing at the end of each line but I’m only going to type that in for the first verse.
You know I love my baby (love my baby),
Love the way that she hugs (way that she hugs).
Some people don’t understand it (don’t understand),
She’s a banana slug (banana slug).
Ba-Na-Na Slug!
She’s only got one foot,
Ain’t got no toes.
She hangs out in the forest now,
Helps to decompose.
Some people think that she’s gross,
But I don’t hear that jive.
If it weren’t for my baby now,
The forest might not survive.
Ba-Na-Na Slug!
The way you wiggle your antennae,
You know you give me such bliss.
Come on, come on, come on Banana Slug,
Oh won’t you give me a kiss?
Ba-Na-Na Slug!
The way you slide through the forest,
You know you look so fine.
Come on, come on, come on Banana Slug,
Let me follow your slime!
Ba-Na-Na Slug!
And then at the end you must go:
Baaa-nana slug, BA NANANANANANA
Baaa-nana slug, BA NANANANANANA
Baaa-nana slug, BA NANANANANANA YEAH!
Enjoy. I am glad to finally be able to share the joy of the Banana Slug Song with someone who appreciates it. 
I bet I’m the only Doper who has seen Antioquia perform live.
I have NEVER understood the love for bacon. It tastes all right, but it’s too little meat per serving. I refuse to buy it in restaurants when I can clog my arteries with far more sausage for the same price.
I think I’m the only person hereabouts who loves Valerie Martin and Mary Gaitskill.
When I was a kid we used to get chicken from a farmer who came around with a truck full of live chickens. My mother would go out and pick a chicken (though they all looked the same to me). The farmer then killed it and plucked the feathers. My job (and I loved it) was to clean out the insides of the chicken, while it was still warm. I had to save the giblets and eggs for soup, along with the feet.
And I always soften ice cream in the microwave.
That’s my favorite snack or quick meal . . . but it’s gotta be a “condensed” soup . . . really chunky, with no liquid. Lately, I’ve been downing a lot of clam chowder.
I love all of my own body odors, and my partner’s too. The muskier the better.
So I’m still the only one who likes operettas, right?
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I have NEVER understood the love for bacon. It tastes all right, but it’s too little meat per serving.
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Define “serving”.
I’m cheating (thanks to a poll I took in IMHO awhile back), but I’ll bet nobody else loves to be tickled like I do (hey, it’s fun, exhilarating, and a bonding experience too!). I wish my dad could come back from the dead just to tickle me once last time (okay, yes, that doesn’t really sound quite right, but I’ll leave it unedited :p).
Okay. Too little meat per piece.
Sausage generally tastes better anyway.
Whoever posts “I bet I’m the only person on this board who likes other people’s farts” will be the winner of this funfest. Alas, I am not that person.
Agh - that’s not me.
I think Keanu Reeves is just fine as an actor.
I enjoyed Reeves’s work in a The Private Lives of Pippa Lee, so you are clearly not unique. Admittedly, having the board’s resident nutjob on your side may not be all that comforting. 
I suspect I’m the only one here who likes Budweiser beer better than all that micro-brewery stuff that doesn’t even taste like beer.