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I gotta go hang a mud snake.
The details of my life are quite inconsequential… very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet.
I gotta go hang a mud snake.
Donkey Kong Dentures lol wtf fantastic
Looks like a fork to me.
I get the sentiment here, but “opening doors” is a little more nuanced and complex than earning a college degree in a random subject.
I’ve seen people with PhDs unable to find work, and people with no degrees at the top of a company.
Life is interesting like that.
I am visualizing this as a cartoon and laughing my ass off. Thanks.
I’m of the same state of mind: it’s a superb interface, but I won’t give money to an app developer to remove ads from a service that does not display ads inherently.
I have no problem with folks using Sync, web app, Liftoff, whatever. This should not be divisive.
Dang, what an informative thread for everyone!
Then you know what you don’t know, which is an aspect of knowledge.
I would suggest mindfulness activities, with a focus on just sitting and breathing, with focus on the breath itself. As others have recommend, tai chi, yoga, qui gong, or martial arts.
Sounds like it is worth exploring, at the very least. When I found the right therapist it was like scratching an itch I didn’t knowI had.
Good luck to you, friend-o.
The use of the word aesthetic as a verb in the last several years blows my mind.
Anyhow, yeah, we dress different when we’re kids. I don’t think too many people are shocked by this.
Well, I would love it if my tightly wound boss would pull something like this. Way out of character.
As a college student, I walked into the multi-use bathroom, and proceeded to a urinal. Strange, rhythmic, wet sounds were coming from the lone stall in use. I thought, “Okay, what the hell is this?” and tried to wrap things up quick, in case things got weird. Too late. I then hear another strange sound from the stall, something like crinkling wax paper. None of this made sense to my young mind. Then I hear a wet “plop” from the stall, and more crinkling wax paper noises. I quickly finish up, and turn to leave. On the floor of the stall I can see a partially eaten Subway sandwich. Unbelievable
This base human then picks up the sandwich, and continues eating.
To this day, I do not eat Subway.