From their honey boo-boo, to the parental abuse of your mother jumping on you, to giving birth to a one year old, I'm sure we can all agree to the moral of this story: never give your baby honey to calm them, give them alcohol instead.
My ring finger is way longer than my index finger. Like a good 6-7mm longer (1/4"-5/16"). As a non-a-hole psychopath*, this seems weirdly accurate in pinpointing behavioural traits for it pertaining to the length of one finger compared to another. *Just because I don't have feelings in the way others do, doesn't mean I can't/don't recognize acceptable behavioural and emotional norms and act within them.
Huh, this is just a regular menu item here in the Great White North. Not personally a fan of the doubling of meat in the original burgers at any place, but to each their own.
haha... so pants where the crotch is like... toe socks? But longer toes. Would look like a dead octopus dangling from their groin. I mean, pants for us mortals with single units don't really have a dedicated section for display purposes, so I would just think pants holding in those with multiples would be the same. ie: boring. Jogging wouldn't be fun. Could really get into air guitar though.
I like to start off with a slice of cake. Maybe a second. Progress to a bit of the ol' ice cream. Donuts are a warmup exercise for the jaws before I get into the tougher things, like potato chips.
Amazon also has a returns/cheaper section right on their website. Amazon Warehouse Deals. Every single thing I purchase through Amazon, I first check this section. The returned items are rated for damage. Regardless of what the ratings are, I've only had a single item that was actually damaged (glass part of a cheap light fixture), while everything else has been as new. Easy, quick way to save at least 30%, oftentimes way more.
but all agree that a goat collapsing due to hungry birds is better than a goat destroyed in a flaming conflagration
Solid disagreement from me on that front. I not only enjoy the calm, tranquil scene of the goat in a blazing, hellish inferno, I also like hearing of the inventive ways in which straw goat met its untimely, yet toasty, demise. Burn baa-a-a-a-by, burn. The "baa-a-a-a" was a goat noise btw.
This sure is odd. The entire thing is based around a slightly twisted stereotype of Texas/Texans. No ridiculous stereotyping around these parts! I hope you had a chance to finish your 32oz dinner steak before posting this, and then cruising out to your oil well in your convertible Cadillac with bullhorns on the front bumper. As you do. Obviously. (As a Canuckistanian, I embarrassingly don't know at what point the shooting takes place, so I left it out so I wouldn't be called out as some sort of unknowledgeable idiot.)
He can certainly take as long as he wants to finish the series, if indeed he ever does. That said, I'm done with it. For starters, I thought the last, finished book was pretty terrible. Second, I simply don't remember most of it and I'm not going to dedicate the time for a re-read, especially when the next book isn't the final one and there could be another decade in between. There's simply too much other good stuff out there to read. I think the finite space in my mind can hold the nitty gritty details of a story for about a year and then it's just getting deleted and replaced with info from other things. Since this series is built on the finer details... I'd just be lost diving back in. I don't have the slightest bit of excitement for any release. It's just... gone. I got hit with the double-whammy of this series and then The Kingkiller Chronicle, and that's when I decided that, for the most part, I'll wait until a series is complete to read it and then I can binge.
Ugh, clock changes hurt. I prefer DST because I prefer more daylight in the evening. However, I don't really care... just choose one and stick with it and get rid of the f'n time changes! Spring forward used to completely mess me up. I'd genuinely get a prolonged jet lag feeling that'd last up to a week while trying to adjust. In the past 6 or 7 years I've come up with a solution. I'll "fall back" with my clocks... however I'll also wake up an hour earlier and go to bed an hour earlier for the next 4 months. So I'm not changing my waking hours in relation to sunrise/set. I have the luxury of doing this being single and working for myself, so other peoples schedules don't impact me. Really, it's coming into winter here in Canaderp, and I start to hibernate anyways, so the impact of what the clock happens to read is minimal. And it's all done so that come March time-change I have zero adjusting to do. The only downside is that, for one night, everybody else gets to sleep an extra hour. It is, admittedly, a bit whacko to do this, however adjusting our clocks by an hour twice a year is even more whacko imo.
Reminds me of the Safe Baby Handling Tips.
Jogging wouldn't be fun. Could really get into air guitar though.
No Riddick though. Could be craptacular but a personal guilty pleasure series.
Solid disagreement from me on that front. I not only enjoy the calm, tranquil scene of the goat in a blazing, hellish inferno, I also like hearing of the inventive ways in which straw goat met its untimely, yet toasty, demise. Burn baa-a-a-a-by, burn. The "baa-a-a-a" was a goat noise btw.
Appreciate the insight as always!
No ridiculous stereotyping around these parts! I hope you had a chance to finish your 32oz dinner steak before posting this, and then cruising out to your oil well in your convertible Cadillac with bullhorns on the front bumper. As you do. Obviously. (As a Canuckistanian, I embarrassingly don't know at what point the shooting takes place, so I left it out so I wouldn't be called out as some sort of unknowledgeable idiot.)