Wu Wei
ursus senum severiorum and ex-Bisy Backson
nah. waaaaay to young
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The last post is the WINNER!
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@ 2 to 4 pages day we should win later this year. Maybe the staff will put on a party for us ;-)
Yeah, thats what i thought too. Another indicator is that he didn't shove his hand down it, he used, first a long flexible rod, then a vacuum and then a pump that did the trick.
22nd of May
Unclogging is a skill that not all know.
I learned from a plumber.
Eat more fibre
Not all who drop the kids off at the pool have a healthy diet.
Wu Wei
ursus senum severiorum and ex-Bisy Backson
No rush then,
It's 2pm here so you're right.
I'm so glad that they are in a hurry...
A month waiting list is pretty good. I've been on a waiting list to go on a waiting list to get the nerves in my hands done for over 3 years (I've forgotten how long). The waiting list for the waiting list was a stroke of genius by the previous government. They made a promise that no hospital waiting list would be longer than a year, when they couldn't fix the hospital system they invented the waiting list for the waiting list and were able to claim the promise had been met. To be fair, covid did stuff things up a bit with all non emergency surgery cancelled.
I've been drinking all afternoon (after and ice tea with lunch, it's been water straight out of a glass...)
Kathryn
It was on fire when I laid down on it.
True story time!
During COVID (pretty sure it was in September of 2020), I tripped over my old, fat dog, and shattered my right (dominant) elbow. The hospital had to open an entire wing for me because most joint replacements were considered elective surgery. But ouch, not mine.
I laid in that hospital bed for FIVE DAYS (it was a big deal, apparently) fantasizing about ways to kill my big fat old dog but of course I didn't do any of the things I "planned" to do. That crazy dog knew she had hurt me badly, and was so, so contrite!!! I finally had to put her down just a few months ago. It was awful.
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I'm drinking the hard stuff right now. Soluble paracetamol (acetaminophen) in iced water.
I don't know if you've heard this... But anyway...
We had a young cat named Cleopatra because her eye markings looked so much like Egyptian makeup. She was joyful, liked being, walked like she owned the world and died much too young in an argument with a speeding car.
She was renamed within the first couple of weeks after she decided she wanted to live in our house.
One night hubby woke up to go to the loo. Walking in the dark he tripped over the cat. And let out an expletive.
The next morning at breakfast one of the children asked, "what did dad shout out last night"
Quick as a flash the spoonerism "Cooking Fat" sprang to mind, and that's how she earned her new name.
