It wasn’t. Writers here do sometimes take mildly gratuitous-if-funny shots at Boston (mostly at the Patriots, who deserve it), but there wasn’t even one of those here. No idea what he’s on about.
It wasn’t. Writers here do sometimes take mildly gratuitous-if-funny shots at Boston (mostly at the Patriots, who deserve it), but there wasn’t even one of those here. No idea what he’s on about.
Why in hell do all these diets tell you to cut out legumes? They’re incredibly nutritious and low in calories.
So he manhandled Manly’s Willie Mason’s Manly Willy?
I was just there last month and found an awesome little hotel in Nob Hill for well less than half of that.
Alternating is nice, particularly once you’re into an actual relationship. There are even ways to do it that account for income disparity; at the moment I have a good bit more money than my partner, so I’ll usually pay when we go out to dinner or drinks, but she’ll often get the takeout, bagels, etc.
I think we have a winner.
Bravo
The only impressive save of my quite mediocre high school goalkeeping career happened (semi-accidentally) under conditions like this. The other team hit a chipped pass over their attacker, and I ran forward and slid to grab it on the bounce, but it landed in a puddle and stopped. I scrambled to my feet and flung my…
I’m 6’4, my partner is 4’11. Thank you, we need all the help we can get.
Third degree murder is what’s also called “voluntary manslaughter” in many jurisdictions; my understanding is that it refers to cases when someone, without premeditation, uses force against someone with the intent to injure them, but not necessarily with the intent to kill them, and the victim dies as a result.
Fascinating. I'd never heard of this, though it's certainly consistent with what I know of Ford.
Or like the company scrip that miners and loggers used to be paid with: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Company_s…
With the exception of the COA payments, college football players are paid in the same way miners used to be: in scrip. Food from the company cafeteria, housing that you may or may not get a say in, but nothing you can actually spend freely or take with you when you leave.
+1. And don’t forget The Inner Mounting Flame.
This is great, thank you for sharing it. This is one of my favorite songs, which expresses rather similar sentiments:
Ok, that could actually work
This is spectacular writing, Albert. I don't have kids yet, but if I do this is how I would wish to raise them.
My family is Cornish, and when I first went there at 8, pasties swiftly became my favorite food—and I’ve gotten to eat them maybe five times since. I have seriously considered going to Michigan just to have some.
Where does this rank all-time versus postpontment by bees (http://www.nydailynews.com/sports/basebal…) and cancellation due to toxic train (http://abcnews.go.com/US/story?id=92…)?
Remind me never to play tennis with you. I like my knees un-spiked.