The woman in the airport waiting room mentioned that “someone was killed” at the resort, so it wasn’t explicit yet that it’s murder. Maybe someone is found floating in the pool.
The woman in the airport waiting room mentioned that “someone was killed” at the resort, so it wasn’t explicit yet that it’s murder. Maybe someone is found floating in the pool.
One to two years? Yikes! How about one to two decades?
Or that she is envious that Paula gets a hot guy and she doesn’t. From the rather aggressively casual way she talks with her father about gay sex she may have sampled the waters herself, but she could also be feeling resentful of someone else “taking” her friend away.
I was a little tipsy while watching the episode, so I have great admiration for Steve Zahn’s ability to play drunk without being a cliched drunk.
Would you like that hand approaching your sexy bits? I wouldn’t!
Yes, do read that article - it is magical.
I’m having this issue right now. (Pandemic inactivity and drinking.) I refuse to buy larger pants, so I’ll give these methods a try while I’m attempting to make myself smaller.
Because it’s the middle of the afternoon and we all need to give someone a thumbs-up.
Another rabid Betty fan! How can this be the finale already? We just got started, and the girls’ new paths have only just begun. It’s fascinating on all levels.
In college, where everyone was complaining about how much work they had, a scientist friend who enjoyed his work explained to me, “In physics, ‘work’ is defined as ‘motion against a resisting force’. So if there’s no resisting force, it’s not work!” An adage I have borne in mind all these years.
I’ve got a thick one cut from friend’s hemlock tree back in 1964. I don’t do anything special to it except washing it and hanging it up, and it still serves me well.
A Swedish friend of mine used to eat sandwiches with peanut butter and (inexpensive) caviar.
Not sure why this got double posted.
I have 10-year-old beer in cans foraged from neighborhood fraternity parties. I wouldn’t want to drink it - it’s the local rotgut beer anyway - but it works fine in cooking. I’ve used it in a couple of soups.
Keep a stash of sour-milk recipes. You can make biscuits or pancakes with it. The whey (watery part) that separates from yogurt can be included in cooking water for rice. Sour milk solids I haven’t had good luck with, but it is still possible to utilize them.
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I found it hilarious, in its very dark way. The deceased in the box was so obviously the young wife that I’m assuming it’s not. Maybe the mother-in-law but that would be the other too-obvious choice. The two girls are like a Greek chorus. Next Sunday can’t come too soon for me.
From your older sister: Do not watch “Fritz the Cat” when you are tripping.
Vulva, not vagina. Know your anatomy!
My immediate reaction has been that to Nowicki this had to have felt like a creepy violation. It would have felt so to me. But in a sense, is it any different than Law & Order’s “ripped from the headlines” scenarios? Roupenian heard this rather bizarre story, took the bones of it, and addressed it in fiction. But…