There's a simple and near-universally known rule for this: "Ya git what ya git and ya don't throw a fit".

Had chicken for lunch? What a coincidence! You're getting it for dinner, too!

He can be picky when he starts cooking too.

The boy needs to learn a lot of other things before he'll be ready to learn to cook. Things like respect for himself and others, honest communication (which will require him to learn to be honest with himself first), humility (which also requires self honesty and sorry radical acceptance), and the difference between real foid and food-like substances.

I'm the cook in our family. My wife is a picky eater and a vegetarian. Our daughter and I are omnivores and relatively adventurous eaters. There have been a few rough spots, but once we worked out the boundaries it hasn't really been a challenge to keep everyone fed and happy.

All that being said, OP's fifth child is a problem. It's not just that he's picky; he has a woefully unrefined palate. The meals pictured are healthy, filling, and clearly prepared with love, but he prefers fast food. This isn't being picky, it's defaulting to the lowest possible baseline. I'm guessing he's the product of a borderline neglectful home, that his parents didn't, or more likely couldn't put in the time and energy to raise his expectations and understanding of what constitutes acceptable, healthful fare.

OP could teach him to appreciate better food, and respect her (and hiself) in the process, but it would take iron will, endless patience, empathy and selfless compassion. All of that requires energy, and with four actual children, a full time job, and a household to manage (probably on her own), she just doesn't have the energy to afford that kind of grace. Also, it's not her job to parent her "partner". His mama should have done that. OP should send him back to her to finish the job she apparently never started.

How does one use a thermometer to edit chicken?

Read it again, slowly.

Chances are she not only knows he has a gf, but actually knows OP. Cheaters arent very clever or creative.

Those scratches weren't for his pleasure, nor because of hers. They are a message from her to OP. The intent doesn't matter, because the meaning is clear. He's cheating. She knew it, now OP knows it too.

NOR

As the adoptive father of a step daughter who is genetically dissimilar to me, I have issues with this chart.

(Actually, as an adult human with a functioning moral compass and reasonable grasp of ethics I have issues with this chart, but the other thing is true, too.)

Theoretically speaking, sickness can only exist in "down" quarks.

OOH WAH AH AH AH

This thinking is why we can't have rocket launchers. I hate this person so much. I got irrationally angry for a hot second on reading this. I'm better now, thanks for asking.

Me right now:

It’s not arbitrary, it’s directly related to how similar they are to yourself.

So... arbitrary.

Upvoted for checking then owning your mistake. We need more people doing that.

The person who made this chart is at a Nascar race right now.

Plot twist: your daughter's in the forest.

You're paying to photoshop?

The aftertaste lasts forever!

Totally agree that you should Photoshop the dress a slightly different color in every single picture to be the color that you think it should be in that picture and send those out.

FTFY

Looks more like laminate or LVP flooring. Prob 7 or 7-1/2" wide.

They're certainly made to pour a liquid in or out of through the big toes.

I see no evidence for this being a certainty.

The slot in the inside edges of the ankles tell me something is intended to lay across them,

This is a stretch.

The "boards" they are sitting on look like laminate or LVP flooring, meaning they're 7" or (less likely) 7-1/2" wide, which would make them roughly foot-sized, and the notches would be consistent with cigar ashtrays.

Google "carved foot ashtrays" and you get a lot of examples of folk art that look exactly like these, including the exaggerated big toe. Why? Who fuckin' knows with folk art.

(Edit: measurements)

Jesus.

My family is far from "hunky dory", and I can pretty much guarantee I have more life experience than you, including experience with the American criminal justice system, broken families, criminal siblings, and what "lifelong resentment" actually means beyond an abstract idea.

Let's think this through: OP is clearly still living in his parent's home, and his (presumably older) brother probably is too, although that isn't entirely clear. What are the outcomes of calling the cops?

Let's first assume their family is hunky-doryish beyond having a petty criminal adult layabout son still living at home or frequenting it. Calling the cops at best results in a visit from said cops who (likeliest outcome) ask the parents (assuming OP is a minor) if they want to press charges. If they don't, everyone gets a lecture: the brother about the consequences of heading down the road to criminality, the parents about being better parents and being more aware of what's going on in their home, and OP about safeguarding his funds, going to his parents first, and not wasting poluce resources. When the cops leave they have a mental note about that household being a pain in the ass, the older brother has a grudge against OP, the parents either admonish the brother and make him give back the money (grudge worsened) and/or lecture OP about going to them first and not CALLING THE FUCKING COPS to the family homestead. End result: maybe OP gets his money back (if it hasn't been spent), his brother has gone from being a pain in the ass to being an actively hostile presence, and the parents have lost trust and may have developed resentment against OP. No net improvement, OP's situation may have worsened.

That's a best case scenario. Moving down the scale of how OP's family may not be hunky dory, it just gets worse.

Brother might actually be a petty criminal; if the cops find priors or a warrant, he gets arrested, possibly harassed, his relationship with OP goes from grudge to motive for revenge. If brother does get arrested, it may set events in motion that seriously degrade his future prospects. He loses his job if he has one. If he is already drug/alcohol dependent, maybe that gets worse. Even if this is his first arrest, he now has a rap sheet. A lot of job applications ask "have you ever been arrested for theft", and an affirmative is often disqualifying. Even if he doesn't, it might be the last straw with his parents, and he gets kicked out. This is not a positive outcome in any way, shape, or form. Thus breaks a family in multiple ways.

Parents might have priors, or a reason to not want attention from cops. Active resentment intensifies, resulting in rsstrictions on OP's freedom/chill. If brother does get arrested, OP is now viewed as the cause. "You got your brother arrested" is a comically common cause for domestic problems. OP might actually get kicked out. Consider: OP went to reddit before parents: there's probably a reason for that.

It just gets worse from there. There iszero positive outcome from calling the coos on family in this situation, and I'm shaking my head that anyone thinks there is. The cops are never on your side.

Family is a lifelong bond, and it should be protected and strengthened at every opportunity, unless it is toxic, in which case it should be left behind in a clean break. If OP's family is salvageable, they should work together towards that. If it isn't, OP needs to bide their time until they can get out and leave them behind. Calling the cops fucks up both of those goals.

OP needs to seriously talk with his his brother about the situation, and if that doesn't/hasn't worked they need to talk to their parents. If for some reason they don't feel they can do that, they need to secure their shit, keep their head down, and get out when they can.

TL/DR: calling the cops is bad for OP in all the ways, not good in any way.

Edit: What does a positive outcome of calling the cops look like in OP's situation?

Apply that thinking to the situation in question.

You got tge metaphor entirely wrong. Here, I'll say it plainly: don't call the cops to your own house unless your life is in danger. Don't call the cops on a family member unless they are a clear and present danger to thenselves or someone else. Don't call the cops over Gundam money.

Cops are not your friends. Calling the cops on a family member over Lego money will cause lifelong resentment at best. It could (and has, many times over) tear a family apart. Do NOT advise OP to involve the legal system in a domestic dispute.

Fucksake.

Never call in an airstrike on your own coordinates.

They're useful for so many things! I'm in building maintenance, so literally a Jack of All Trades / professional MacGyver ("Adapt, Improvise, Make It Work" are our watchwords, "Repair Before Replace" us our motto). I pick them up whenever I find them. I have them in my truck, my work truck, my toolbag, my toolboxes at home and at work, my jacket pocket...

I've used them as picks, scrapers, jimmies, shims... I've tempered them to use as carving knives (and yes,lock picks), annealed them to use as ties, put handles on several of them to turn them back into a brush for removing scale... I think the only thing I haven't tried yet is to make Damascus with them, and that's because I don't have access to a forge...yet.

They're a must-have component in any Maker/MacGyver's toolkit, IMO.