There’s also the issue of Kraft being a shite company.
There’s also the issue of Kraft being a shite company.
I don’t feel it makes sense to drink the principal sake. Am I Japanese?
Not cheese. Kraft fucking singles
No Oregon Dems voted for it, nice. This state is so rad…Dems won a supermajority last month of both the State House and Senate, too.
Whether it’s this guy or someone else, he is a prince among men, he is a gentleman and a scholar, and he is an instant fucking legend…cooler than the other side of the pillow that I pray he always sleeps soundly atop.
Lmao, yes go report the white supremacist to the organization largely populated by white supremacists, I’m sure they’ll get right on it.
I believe you think you know what you’re talking about, but you don’t, I promise. The king is never captured, that’s the whole point of the game, and why the king’s point value is infinity. Any move that would result in you putting your king in check is an illegal move, meaning you can never sacrifice your king.
No no…they’re trying to…you know.
More like they get the horsey in the trebuchet and then the end credits kick in because the movie’s over, checkmate. The king in chess never gets captured.
My parents each smoked two packs a day inside the house for the entire 20 years I lived with them, and my mom had a massive heart attack and died at age 63. I carry a lot of trauma around all that, so I have a boundary about being around people who smoke anything, really. I should have exercised it that day, but my boundaries were sort of flimsy then.
Possibly from stoners? Not badmouthing weed, and I have anxiety myself so I get it, and I get that some people medicate with it for the purpose of anxiety. But holy cow man, you gotta respect a person’s time.
She was an hour and a half late. I only waited for her because she was responding to my messages, apologized for her tardiness, and said a couple times she’d be there within 20-30 minutes which led to a 90-minute wait). Once she got there, she told me that she was late because she was having some anxiety that day and went to a friend’s to smoke a bowl first. She chainsmoked on the patio, and I sat away from her because I don’t want to smell that while I’m eating. She told me about a terrible book she was writing, with the sort of stupid plot you’d get from r/writingprompts. And then she said she needed to get high again and asked me if I wanted to come to her car with her while she did. I declined and said I was gonna head home. Proceeded to promply never see her again.
With a honey in the middle, there’s some leeway.