nostalgicbibliophile
MsMymlan
nostalgicbibliophile

Apparently that friend was his brother.

With retailers putting the christmas stuff earlier and earlier on the floor you can’t blame them for forgetting when it’s actually celebrated. In a few years they’ll sell it year-around.

It’s the same with christmas crackers. The contents aren’t worth much, but it’s fun to use them.

Last year I had one with 24 kinds of high-quality tea.

Our delivery guy learned to leave packages in the garage all by himself. The door is usually open when the garage is empty. He puts the package in there and closes the self-locking door. He even adds a ‘thanks’ to his notes.

Couldn’t they just put the package back into their car after they took the picture?

I’ve had guys who were visibly disappointed when they realized I wasn’t as young as I look, even though they were still older than me. Nowadays I pass as ~20, but this has been happening for years.

That is how many European copyright laws work, the copyright is split between creator and subject. There was a case last year or early this year about a young woman (18, a full adult in Europe) from Austria or Switzerland whose parents kept posting baby pictures of her (including nude ones) on their public facebook

My grandmother’s purse always smelled like eucalyptus cough drops and banana granola bars (both were always inside).

Wouldn’t the door sink?

The middle-late 90s is the part of my childhood with the best memories. Old enough to actually remember things, yet young enough to be blissfully naive.

My mother is 6 inches shorter than me and got married in a mini skirtsuit, that would be quite a look.

My to read list is currently 570 titles long. The guy would be cheaper off with a ring.

Too bad that the title ‘Yuri on ice’ is already taken.

In my area lives an elderly couple who own the biggest hardware (screws, nails, bolts etc) company here in Germany. They are among the richest people in this country, but you’d never know.

Sarcastic fringehead sounds like someone I know

It looks like the living counterpart to the vagina dentata.

Are rechargable ones more expensive? My parents always had the rechargable ones because they were too cheap to buy battteries. Of course nobody ever remembered to charge them.

I remember another show where the women slept in coffin-sized tupperware containers to stay young. I don’t remember the name.