Do not let her dorito hands touch your dick! Don’t let em!
Exactly. I can wash my dick. If cheeto dust gets inside that analog stick it’s not ever coming out
Hehe, no offense to my gf, but yea, it do be like that.
Chopsticks. Use them. It takes a little practice, but they are perfect for snacking, especially popcorn. Cheetos are easiest of the chips, but others are possible. No more residue on your finger tips, or the backs of your hands from reaching into the bag. I also switched to chopsticks for things like salads (fruit or vege variety), noodles, and getting olives and such out of jars. Even a good stew or chili can be eaten with chopsticks and a spoon. Now I just need to get better at using chopsticks with my nondominant hand.
Fellow chopstick master checking in. I’ve been told by a TON of expats that I could make a decent amount of money just eating as an extra in Japanese/Korean/Chinese television/film. I might have considered it in my 20s, but not now that I’m almost retired.
Is that why all the background actors eating with chopsticks are suspiciously young?
Seconding chopsticks, they’re a little tricky to use but you get used to them with practice. It’s nice to not have gross hands after snacking.
Or you can also go the whole I’m a gross monster route and just shake the bag into your mouth, I’m certainly guilty of that.
And I guess if you really don’t wanna put in the chopsticks practice time you could get those “trainer” ones for kids that are essentially tongs.
Not gonna look too sophisticated with em at a restaurant but they work well enough for snacks at home. I’ve been using chopsticks for awhile so I can’t remember how long it took to feel proficient, but I’m always for lazier alternatives 👍
Imma be the weird one: I use my tongue when I eat chips. I get a bowl, I fill it with cips, and then I stick my tongue like a frog onto one at a time, and it sticks a little bit, enough for me to bring it in and eat it.
It’s weird but my hands are always squeaky clean so idgaf
When drag was growing up, all of the siblings had assigned controllers. Drag made sure of that. The little ones got to touch their own greasy filth, and drag’s was nice and clean. If drag had to touch a sibling’s controller, drag needed to wash drag’s claws or it wouldn’t feel right.
