“Literally” no longer means just “literally”, but also “figuratively”. Otherwise known as the opposite of the original definition.
“Literally” no longer means just “literally”, but also “figuratively”. Otherwise known as the opposite of the original definition.
My little one made me a Keychain for Father’s Day one year. I still have that in the see through compartment of my work bag. I see it every day I go to work. Cherish every little gift.
Sits on small children
That is a warning. They’ll lose their legs.
I want to buy a little tabletop meat slicer for the very reason. Wife bought a dehydrator because she wanted fruit leather (although I almost never get “leather”, instead becoming “chips”). I want homemade jerky.
What I hear when I hear “company store”.
And finally, a slightly more updated version
My step father was (is) an alcoholic. Perfectly pleasant in public/sober, but a terror while drinking. Big man, could kill a 30 pack of Busch mostly in one night. Never physically abusive to my mother or her kids, but verbally, it never ended. Took my mother way too long to divorce him.
I say this because the good times don’t overwrite the bad. I’ve heard that drinking didn’t change people, it just reveals who they really are. Just keep yourself safe.
What about when your camera decides there’s a face in the darkness?
Well now I need to know this product, too
If it was just him, it wouldn’t be that bad. Kinda like Bush Jr. The problem is that he surrounds himself with yes-men. I’m sure you’ve seen meetings with him and his orbit. He says something, stupid as hell, and his cult claps, stands, cheers and/or laughs like it’s worthy of a Nobel. It’s seriously deranged behavior. It’s a cult. Except he’s just grandpa sundowner everyone agrees with to get in his good graces, or a child spouting nonsense while the parents just go “that’s nice dear” absent-mindedly. He’s so easy to fluff.
That might be it. I tried clearing the app cache, and it still wouldn’t go through. I can obviously make posts. The image was the problem.
Not a firefighter, but I have smelled human flesh burning. I worked pathology for a year, and right off the O.R., a few times a week, you could smell the cauterized flesh from tonsillectomies. I wasn’t in the room with the procedure, but you could always tell. For me, the smell never really reminded me of pork. It was its own thing. That being said, I can’t speak for everyone, but to me, it didn’t smell like pork.
I think they’re pointing out how Target has done a complete about-face regarding LGTBQ representation since the new commander in cheeto.
Have you seen Poison Ivy?
TekKnight, is that you?
It’s not unheard of. There were even Jews for Hitler
Even if the game is well received, if it doesn’t make more money than the last game, then the studio is shuttered, and you’ll never see an official sequel. You’ll be stuck waiting for an indie dev or original dev on kickstarter to come along 5-10 years later, maybe even more.
I really don’t understand why a “peace treaty” is being brokered by a third party, seemingly without the input of one of the actual warring sides.
I hear there is no shortage of countries willing to take American scientists. I don’t think she’ll have a problem finding a better (safer) place.
They probably don’t charge money for that service though, and that’s a better idea.
Hey, I liked Sonic Shuffle. It never put a hole in my hand, unlike another party game put on by an Italian plumber.