Well. It’s better than what Mitt Romney does to dogs.
Well. It’s better than what Mitt Romney does to dogs.
I always assumed that the name had something to do with harvesting oilseed rape. But I could be wrong.
I don’t bother with pictures and instead send cards that benefit a charity (which is always what my English family has done) to members of my family that like to get cards (mostly aunts).
Urban legend!
I keep wondering the same thing and all the locals are telling me, “Oh, you just wait.”
A dinner guest once brought over a thing he called a “pake”. He’d taken a box cake mix, baked it with a foil pie tin on top, so it had a pie shaped depression in the top, in which he placed a pre-baked pie shell and poured canned pie filling on top. He said he’d come up with the idea one night when he couldn’t decide…
I, for reasons that are unknown to me, find it men with shirts but no pants and underpants on thoroughly unsexy. It’s in the same category as naked with socks on. NO THANK YOU.
He looks like Billy Bob Thornton. It’s creepy because Billy Bob Thornton is creepy.
I like to give everyone the benefit if the doubt but it was really hard when a very old friend of my husband’s showed up for dinner with his wife in matching Disney sweatshirts and a 2L bottle of soda.
I seem to have run in to far too many people with Tigger tattoos
Me too. It’s really, really weird.
I love her so much. She is underrated.
It just seems like the death knell for those actors’ careers. With the exception of Rob Schneider whose career was already dead.
This might be true. I knew a Shetland/Welsh cross that used to bite her kid’s feet when the kid did something she didn’t like.
I think Dartmoor ponies are likely just as much assholes as Shetlands.
That cigarette thing made me feel a bit ill.
This was my thought. I ferment a lot of things and my guess was that whatever she introduced was likely killed off by other stuff or, if it wasn’t, it’s about as weird as regular bread.
I was thinking I might buy and read this book instead of cleaning out the basement.
My husband’s old roommate had fungal spores infect a cut on his hand in Brazil and had a fungus grow under is skin, all the way up his arm until it finally popped out in his armpit. It took that for the doctor’s to finally treat it with something other than antibiotics. Shudder.