My dad installed a urinal in his bathroom. He loved it and never regretted the installation.
My dad installed a urinal in his bathroom. He loved it and never regretted the installation.
Two words for me. Read. Receipts. I have found that someone will inevitably text me and say, “why didn’t you respond?” Fucker. You texted me. Want me to actually engage with you? Call me. Otherwise you’re now at my mercy.
I prefer calling because it’s easy to silence and just let it go to VM if I am busy. Call back immediately and that’s usually a sign of being needed.
I fucking hated having roommates. Our house had two kitchens and you’d think that would solve a lot of the issues… Nope. Cat litter box. Garage. Shared backyard. Everything that could be mistreated, or used improperly, was.
It’s that way here in Seattle as well. When I moved here 18 years ago my now step brothers told me don’t ever use an umbrella unless you want to be mistaken as a tourist or gay. Too bad I already had that second one on lock.
In their defense, the gaybies on Capital Hill love umbrellas to preserve their look.
One morning, a few weeks back, I made eye contact with someone who was obviously having a rough morning. I knew I shouldn’t engage but I also didn’t want to ignore them, so I gave a quick good morning. They promptly responded, “fuck your morning.”
I think of that interaction every day.
Limon pepino or cucumber melon is the best and I will NEVER call that green
I grew up in the boat of not ever expecting any type of inheritance. Then my dad remarried and it is a thing, and that discussion that makes me really uncomfortable. I am in the first camp. I don’t feel any sense of ownership or entitlement to that money.
She wants to go on a fancy trip to Bali? Good for her.
New car? Awesome.
He raised me, that was his responsibility. He did a great job and that’s all I needed.
I am sure there will be something left but I’m not hedging all of my bets on it. Work bonus stays with me, though.
I’m sorry if this is worded weirdly; my dad passed away two years ago and I am still getting used to the past tense.
Even on a man, nice nipples are the piece of the pie.
I think you’re onto something here.
Per the CDC
Use your preferred water temperature – cold or warm – to wash your hands. Warm and cold water remove the same number of germs from your hands. The water helps create soap lather that removes germs from your skin when you wash your hands. Water itself does not usually kill germs; to kill germs, water would need to be hot enough to scald your hands.
There is also an unofficial Facebook page for Dominos Ethiopia
I refuse to acknowledge the cold weather until shit starts freezing. Then, only then, will I put on a vest.
Nice mesh shorts, slut
We do. I moved here from New Mexico 16 years ago and now complain about heat over 75.
Okay, Fries are included with this one but I’d say anything over 16 bucks can be rounded up to 20, taking tip and taxes into account.
You’ve also got Purple in downtown. Miso burger is damn good but is 22 bucks.
Here in Seattle I routinely see a burger get near that mark.
Lol… You get worried that… What?
You can still file a report
This year I started Holiday shopping about 6 months ago. I am 99% done, just have to wrap them. Cut way down on my stress levels. 10/10 would recommend.
Don’t let others dictate how you feel around the Holidays. Need some days off for you? Take em. Don’t want to drive/fly across the country? Don’t. There will be a next year. Focus on the now and how you feel.
Yes, I am that guy but the word is ‘hiccup’, not hickup. Although, coming from a family of rednecks, this fits as we do tend to mess stuff up quite often.
Man, three body problem is such a good show! I cannot wait for the second season and I just got the books