Well, he seems pretty happy with himself so...uh...I’m not sure that actually counts.
Well, he seems pretty happy with himself so...uh...I’m not sure that actually counts.
Yeah, because circumstances stay exactly the same throughout your entire life. Have 30,000 to spare today, I’m sure you’ll also have it in five years when the economy’s gone bust again. Have a great job and perfect house today? Yeah, that’ll stay the same, nothing could possibly happen to that. Baby born perfectly…
Sounds like my mother’s car.
Not all houses have a garage, an attached garage, or a heated garage. If you live in an historical area/house, you may not be permitted to build one. Some lots they aren’t feasible even if you could otherwise build one. And of course, there’s always the money issue. There are lots of reasons that people don’t have…
I’ll volunteer! I love...er don’t love Mexican food!
I can do all of this, but why the hell should I?
Butt implants are not liquid filled, I understand, so no, they would not burst.
I don’t know about that, didn’t GoogleMaps get into trouble in Japan for showing people’s private homes on Street View? If you can’t even show someone’s house, I doubt you can show their dead body, face blurred or not.
I’d be willing to bet the restaurant industry alone could keep butter afloat as a product if everyone else (for some ungodly reason) stopped using it entirely.
How is it stealing when they’re still on the plane and the blankets are being openly used? They weren’t hiding that they had the blankets and they had just gotten on the plane not off, so stealing? Really?
For commercial American chais, Panera’s pretty much beats Staryuck’s hands-down. Panera’s is actually a mite spicy, instead of just being corn syrupy.
One of our local Hoteps tried to teach us about Kwanzaa when we were kids. I promptly forgot about it until Futurama did it’s episode with Kwanzaabot and then it was like “oh, yeah...some people uh...did something with a sawed-off menorah for a few days and uh...something about food?”
Fell pregnant/fall pregnant is “correct” though. It’s just (extrememly) outdated. It does need a particular context, I suppose, like “the responsibility falls to you” kind of context, but it was once a term in fairly common use.
The sharing cabs one is blatantly ridiculous. How many situations will that be a detriment to? What if there’s a group of you going to a meeting? What if you live in the same building? What if you’re sent on an assignment together? That rule’s just as dumb as a box of hair.
Those tiny booths are the worst thing ever floated as an idea. It feels like something that should be relegated to bus stations and bowling alleys, you know, places where you’re just grabbing something quick and wrapped in paper and you’re not going to need much space for very long. That’s why they work pretty well in…
Maybe try The Librarians? It should be kid-friendly, and I have a ball watching it, mostly. Also Warehouse 13 and Eureka for older shows, if you missed those. Not exactly in the same vein as The Magicians, but macigal/science-magicallish and fun, and safe for most kids.
Ah. Yep, that’s the problem where we’re speaking past each other. Quebec is a province, yes, but Quebeqois are also a specific cultural group.
That’s just as silly though. What about couples? Why seat two people at a table for four? I should think that they’d be able to find a way around the tacky tiny table problem with just like...a tablecloth and a vase of flowers or something. And I didn’t even think about it until you mentioned not drinking, but what…
There is a pretty ghastly series of events coming up, starting with a rape and ending with a few rather brutal murders. So maybe peek at the eps before watching them with your kids, to decide if they can/should have to handle the subject matter.
I guess that the point where we disagree then, is if that group of people is specific solely to Texas. Particularly if it was cowboys, I find it hard to believe that it was a dish confined to solely one fairly specific area of the southwest. And “Texan” is not quite the same as “Quebecois” they’re more like...hm.…