My son is 6. I assure you that he would never, ever eat a green, leaf-ish thing without asking what it was, and confirming how many bites of said green leaf-ish thing he was expected to take well in advance.
My son is 6. I assure you that he would never, ever eat a green, leaf-ish thing without asking what it was, and confirming how many bites of said green leaf-ish thing he was expected to take well in advance.
Yeah, but what if they had taken it home, slowly sauteed the weed in butter and then used the butter to make brownies and had eaten too many and freaked out? WHAT THEN?
"I kept thinking, what if my kids had eaten it?"
you should use it! You choose a charity and the charity get donations when you purchase eligible items. Most items are eligible.
Amazon Smile allows a portion of your purchases on Amazon to go the charity of your choice.
Amazon Smile donates a small percentage of your purchase to a charity of your choice. Don't be a dick.
It is a program that donates part of what you spend on the site (at no extra cost to you) to the charity of your choice. Actually, it's a pretty fantastic program. Not something to be ridiculed.
It's a very passive way to support a charity - would it kill you to just say OK? :)
What the Fuck do you mean what is Amazon smile? Gawker is how I learned about Amazon Smile.
Tree was shady as fuck. Jumped right in front of the car.
#NotAllDolphins
wishing and hoping (and thinking and praying)
While my dogs will eat nearly anything, including their own feces mere seconds after being expelled from their rear, they will not touch treats. Lucky them, I suppose?
But then the inverse would be the truck coming in them. I bet there's fanfic of that. (Please don't look it up for me.)
I was totally into this girl I went to high school with.
I went out with her a few times freshmen year, and then she dumped me. I'll get back to this.
She was smart, super cute, and had a great personality. We got along great.
Fast forward to many years later, I ran into her at a party. Where she confessed to me that…
Alan Dean Foster explained this one in the Novelization of Alien. The Xenomorph begins to torment Jones in his carrier while Ripley is hiding in the closet donning her space suit. Finally annoyed he can't get to the juicy, yowling, kitty center, the Xeno pounds the cat (who is now spitting and screaming steadily)…