The note has now been updated to:
** Disclaimer: We are not seriously suggesting you dose your family (or anyone!) on Thanksgiving (or any day!). We’re simply offering up a bit of holiday humor—something we could probably all use a dose of this week. **
I think most of us assumed it was intended that way from the start. But often enough the chain of events goes something like:
This thing is funny > funny things are harmless > hey watch me do this funny thing > something bad happens
So while I might be able to enjoy how funny it would be in theory to dose Uncle Jerkface but know better than to actually do it. Some people out there have a very thin membrane between thinking and doing also known as poor impulse control.
So it is poor judgement to write an article suggesting something funny with possible negative consequences without some sort of disclaimer saying don’t actually do this funny thing we just suggested you should do, you num nutz.
When I was younger, I was offered a joint before going to a Grateful Dead cover band concert, and kept thinking how weird it tasted. My friend’s dumbass friend grinned and admitted it was full of angel dust. I remember the concert being terrible, but everything was very sparkly and looked sort of concave. It was also the end of my friendship with that whole circle of stoners.
I had breakfast at a hippie chick’s housewarming once. Had to go in to work later, so I made sure to go light on the pot butter with my biscuits. Piled on the gravy though.
Mushroom gravy.
Did not make it in to work that day. I guess I should have assumed!
Tsk – please don’t lump pit bulls in as a signifier of “awful things that awful people love.” When fixed, properly trained, and in a loving home with limits set by responsible adults, a Trumpster can still be a productive, useful member of society.
And seriously, pitties can be great dogs. Like Florida Man, there’s bad examples of every breed that make news, but pits can also be loving, loyal, cuddly goofballs. Mine’s snoozing away in her flannel pajamas right now, after failing to mooch leftover pie.