The last personality test I took had me in black bile the Earth Nation.
It can be very calming.
8 dollars for bread and cheese is beyond “mildly” infuriating.
He actually played some of the songs from the stage version for my class. Most of them were just dialog set to music.
Can’t even get a pizza-meatball-crab sub or an all syrup Dr. Pepper either.
The play was awful. Sam Simon performed a miracle.
No. More. Swamp-crotch.
Probably because we spend so much money arming Houthi rebels.
Two bags of cherry sours!
If you have to force it, you’re going to break it.
Sidenote: rectal fistulas are awful.
California’s burglary has “petty theft” as one of the signifiers for burglary. All they have to prove is that anything is missing, like a stapler, and then they can charge all of them with burglary.
Because they can’t charge them with felony trespassing, so it’s got to be burglary.
The death of Rosencrantz in Vagrant Story.
Landsknecht fashion.