Joke’s on you, we already know not to stick our dick in crazy.
Almost as smuuth as sharks.
Joke’s on you, we already know not to stick our dick in crazy.
No more poop knife, you just bite it off.
The disarming route:
You: Can I have a raise? Pest: What? I can’t give you one, I’m not your boss. You: Say that last part again slowly. [insert raise eyebrows here for emphasis]
USERS REFUSE UPDATE USING THIS ONE WEIRD TRICK, MICROSOFT HATES THEM
On eligible.PCs that are already running Windows 11 21H2. Title is a bit clickbaity, implying it’s forcing an update on any eligible PC running any version of Windows.
My favourite pasta dish a footling hot dog weiner:
Long weenie.
Now this is realistic.
I’ve gone back at least 3 times before.
I don’t have the foresight to not throw the bag/box away, and you’re suggesting I take a picture. Man, if that’s not having an optimistic view of humanity, I don’t know what is. Thanks for thinking the best of me, regardless.
Not gay, only FAAAAAAAAAABULOUSSSSSSS.
Weasel to ferret to mink.
In a city with no prominent industry, people will always needs healthcare, childcare, food, and maintenance on their belongings.
Healthcare: doctor, nurse practitioner, nurse, dentist, dental hygienist. Skin and hair care might be stretching the category, but everyone needs haircuts.
Childcare: teacher, ECE, nanny. Big spectrum here from no training required to professionally registered.
Food: production, supply, distribution, and sales. So farmer (but that’s capital intensive), food maker (baker, chef, cook, butcher) or distributor or seller.
Maintenance: vehicles (tires, oil changes, body shop, parts, detailing), homes (carpenter, painter, gas tech, electrician, window installer, roofer, landscaper), appliances (appliance technician), power equipment (mechanic, blade sharpening).
Probably more, but that should be a pretty decent list to start with, and all should be pretty portable no matter where you go, save for certain licenses that may be specific to a state or province.
This isn’t cringe. This is wince.
Penetrating oil. Giggety.
Not me, direct the output right onto the BBQ.
NO DICKS, ONLY CHICKS
Billionaire was the Imposter.
Want my mother’s maiden name and my favourite pet’s name too?