Don’t talk about my mother like that
Don’t talk about my mother like that
Hey, it’ me, your doctor, and not a total stranger in the Internet!
It was a beautiful Norwegian summer. The sun was out, the rain had stopped and the midges was not out (yet).
I was around 8 or 9 and only wearing a pair of shorts feeling the sun kiss my shockingly white skin, while I carried our cat outside. She was laying over my shoulder. She purred and purred. It was bliss.
Then my mother pulled the cord and fired up the lawn mover. The cat used me as a ramp as it took off and ran inside to hide under the couch.
As a man in my 40s, I have both physical and psychological scars from that day.
This follows classic maritime law: You don’t have to pay taxes if you live in the air. That is what my lawyer Chareth Cutestory said. I have the best lawyers
Ethiopian Vehicles
I can smell your neckbeard and fedora from here
That’s now called “drinking blood”
Meh. We did it before the internet turned to shit. It will be OK
Some old guy on Facebook:
“But it’s snowing where I am!”
Why wouldn’t it be funny?
“The roof’s gone”
“How can you tell?”
“On the account it is not there anymore, and I can feel the rain”
“Oh, ok…”
What if your friend is a vegan?
Out out?
Sadly, electric cars isn’t about saving the environment and the planet. Is is about saving the car industry
That .heic made my eye twitch. Reminded me of my coworkers at work not being able to open a photo they took on their iPhone, and that they want to use on the intranet
We could call it Fedora!
Excellent song by Radiohead 👍
FTFY