I don’t know that much English or Chinese slang. Will probably never learn Russian slang
I have a question.
I have an English major, study Middle English, and Old English (because I’m a nerd,) and when I travel I’ll just learn enough of the local language to get around. Maybe 200 words on average seems to work, but obviously I come across an American.
One thing that’s really interesting is the difference between slang and idioms. Slang exists in every language (and I would argue slang drives the evolution of languages by providing modern situational churn, unless you’re France), but idioms require a knowledge of the past to understand. So they’re more a language barrier.
Any thoughts about that?
Spot on. 
The guy that told me about that (russian slang) was a translator for the FBI.
You can’t catch 'em if you don’t know what they’re saying.
This hits me hard as a mandarin speaker. at least 1/5 of the language makes 0 sense without understanding idioms (often 4-5 word summaries of folktales/stories) but slang can make sense with context clues
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My in-laws were trying to give my wife some cash tonight. My mother-in-law said something a couple of times in Vietnamese, so I asked my wife what it meant. It basically translated as “What if you step on someone’s pancake?” It’s a saying apparently.
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China has some very strange ones. Some of my favourites:
“old man loses a horse” = blessing in disguise
“rich man loves dragons” = putting up a front
“blowing cow skin” = bragging
“hitting a horse’s arse” = ass kissing
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I confess I thought BowFlex was one of those passing fads that was long gone. Shocked to discover I was wrong, when I saw this gem:
I googled BowFlex, and it is now a company that sells more “conventional” exercise equipment as well. Good for them, since lots of companies run by much “smarter” people have disappeared when their pet products nosedived in usage.
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I confess that I went 1000 kcal yesterday over my calories and did not bother to even do a slight deficit today
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Remember when Bullworkers were a thing… looks like they have done the same as BowFlex and re-invented themselves too!
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I saved up my lunch money and bought a bull worker back in the day. I was gonna get jacked in HS and win the adoration of many wimmenfolk.
In the end, all I did was waste my money.
Live and learn….
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I found an original 1980’s Slim Slide yesterday at the thrift store. Complete with VHS tape! 
Yep… I bought it. I have a whole collection of those “as seen on TV” exercise equipment. Still looking for an original Suzanne Sommers thigh master though. 
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After hearing about what my friends with partners are doing for the holidays, I am very glad not to have one
I got confused and mixed up Dexter Jackson and Flex Wheeler.
Not in person or anything.
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I confess it seems the Hot Takes thread has replaced this thread’s popularity and function.
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I confess that my pre workout meal was roast duck, liver wurst and Stilton cheese- 700kcal of pure joy and feel good enough to lift heavy
This is why I wouldn’t be able to cut on Keto
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So. I sometimes partake of the Devil’s lettice, a couple of vape puffs, maybe once or twice a month if I’m having trouble sleeping. Tonight I was out, so my wife offered some of her edibles.
“How much should I take?”
“I usually take 4, start with 2.”
I trust her. Bad idea. So 40 minutes later . . .
I feel nothing - then suddenly I am a black hole of hunger. Why do I have so many cookbooks? God that looks good. And that. And that. Motherfucking enchiladas, you are making me wet. I can’t go to the store like this. Alright, channel my inner gringo. There is no chef, only the yawning void. I’m about to reinvent insulin.
What do I have? A whole chicken, tortillas, cheese galore, random-ass salsa, whatever I can scrounge. 40 minutes later, I’m gollum in the corner eating my creation. All (napkin math to guesstimate because I am beyond numbers now,) 4451 calories of it. Not counting the sour cream and cilantro salad garnishes.
And 3 avocados. And half a bottle of kifir. And a MD shake. And a bag of caramel popcorn.
Anyway, my confession is I started the new year by eating around 5k calories in one meal, and I regret nothing.
Midwestern wife-got-me-high enchiladas. All ingredients are are not measured at all.
Spoonfull of butter, IDK
2 large onions, thinly sliced
1 whole store-bought cooked chicken, shredded
A jar of diced roasted red bell peppers
1 box of cream cheese
Some salt and pepper, whatever.
Melt butter in a large skillet over medium-high heat, stirring often; add sliced onions and cook 20 minutes or until caramelized. Reduce heat to low, and add chopped chicken and next 4 ingredients, stirring until combined. Set aside.
2 cans diced green chiles
1 onion, chopped
4 garlic cloves
Dried oregano, I had maybe 1/3rd of a bottle and dumped it all in because I hate semi-empty things in my life.
Ground cumin, do an “Oh, shit! The lid fell off!”, kind of pour.
Some sugar. Enough to cut the acid, so just a sprinkle. I’m dammed at this point, so I don’t care.
Pulse chiles and next 5 ingredients in food processor several times until combined.
A few glugs of chicken stock.
All the half-full salsas in the fridge. (See oregano comment above.)
Bring chile mixture and chicken broth to a boil in a saucepan over high heat; cook 5 minutes or until slightly thickened. Remove from heat and stir in salsas.
Spread one-third chile mixture evenly on bottom of a lightly greased 13x9-inch baking dish.
10 flour tortillas (I like them better. Shut up, I already put the gringo disclaimer out earlier.)
1 bag shredded Cheddar cheese
Spoon chicken mixture evenly down center of each tortilla; roll up and place, seam side down, in prepared baking dish. Top with remaining chile mixture; sprinkle with cheese.
Bake at 375 for 20-25 minutes or until bubbly.
Pray for me.
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Its funny. I haven’t smoked weed or used any thc products in about 25 years.
But.
When I did, I had this crazy fragrant sticky bud that me & my buddies were getting totally gooned from. My one dude didn’t smoke, so he said he wanted to try some to eat. So I gave him a big juicy bud that was probably about 2 grams.
Some time passes. He’s not feeling it. I give him another big juicy bud. He chows down and everything is copacetic.
Then it kicked in. He was already a really high strung type guy, and this put him into the stratosphere. He started to panic and bolted out the door, and this was at like 3:00 am.
About a week later I get a collect call from him. He was in a psych ward. He ran about 7 miles all the way to his house, where his mom (a nurse) took him to the place and had him committed. He said he was completely terrified that he was stuck that way and would never come back to normal. They kept him sedated for quite a while, but he cuffed some thorazine for me to try.
It took a pretty long time for that one to be able to be laughed about.
I guess edibles and eating it in general take it to another level.
Jesus, I’d break the toilet if I ate all that 
Random one:
This came up on my news feed, I confess I have no idea what gen z is, or indeed any of the gens, and frankly I don’t care.
Also I’m tired and vaguely cranky, but that’s not a confession… Or anything different than normal.
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It’s sad this topic has died, because I have a great one for today
I confess that
- I spent $60 on lunch today, for myself.
- I paid cash, so that my wife would not discover that I spent $60 on lunch for myself, even though I would end up bringing this lunch to go visit her for lunch
- I confess what I spent $60 on was 2 Wagyu beef ribs
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I confess that what you are seeing there is THREE ribs. …they gave me an extra rib. And Napoleon said “never correct your enemy when they are making a mistake”
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I confess that, though I only needed one beef rib (which would have “ONLY” been $30), I bought 2 because I figured I’d never get this opportunity again, meaning I still ONLY intended to eat 2 of them.
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…but…I confess
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