Mercy.
Mercy.
Guh. And the shithog who doesn’t use their turn signal is always going from the far left lane across at least two middle lanes, and onto an exit ramp because I guess all the signs telling them such and such exit was 2 1/2, 2, 1 1/2, etc were just for funsies.
It’s incredibly obvious, if that helps. Pretty much it was like he had a stroke. His speech was slurred and it was clear that the words he wanted to say just weren’t coming out, his movements were uncoordinated, and he was incredibly weak. He had to have things explained to him very slowly.
I was reminded of when my dad was given too many blood thinners when he was in the hospital. It was very unpleasant to watch.
You should’ve left an offering of a bra on the mailbox for the Boob Fairy.
I don’t know why you’re picking on Stocke when moemoe Eruca exists.
I saw one of these strutting around the grounds of someplace fancy (I can’t remember if it was a palace or a theater) while in Russia. Oh my word, photos don’t do them justice.
Personal experience has left me biased. My favorite masseuse’s weekday job is as a chiropractor and he gives the most painfully heavenly deep tissue massages.
Gotta make your own bootstraps, woven from only the purest moxie.
I need bara Ike in a wedding dress. Stat.
It’s true, we do.
I’m shocked it’s missing the Fake News Free Space.
...hair boogers...
One dead immuno-compromised person at a time.
Are polio vaccines still administered in the US? I wanna get onboard that train before these jackwagons restart that little joyride.
I’m buying this. I don’t even care. It needs to be on my bookshelf. It needs to be on EVERY bookshelf.
I was hoping to get a free trip to Hawaii, but noooooo. Thanks, Alaska.
And then be denied coverage because of the pre-existing condition of creating conditions during which they might be set on fire.
Ten bucks says being a POW counts as a pre-existing condition.
I’m in the same position, but have the additional problem of my mother, who’s very much still raw and grieving after Dad died a couple years ago. It might be healthy for her to see a good, honest depiction of grief... but I don’t really want to watch her watch it.