when to the handcuffs come into play
Not me. After 30 or 40 some odd yeas without (last I remember on my back on the frat front lawn) it would probably take quite a lot. And, with the hangover price I'd pay, I would have to be hauled over to Boo's place, and we'd go on the hunt for hookers with the obligatory necessary boost. And little blue pills. And after two or three days of that, if I had not yet died, upon return, Ms cola would make me wish I would of. Come to think of it, just perhaps, I should largely pass.
Not me. After 30 or 40 some odd yeas without (last I remember on my back on the frat front lawn) it would probably take quite a lot. And, with the hangover price I'd pay, I would have to be hauled over to Boo's place, and we'd go on the hunt for hookers with the obligatory necessary boost. And little blue pills. And after two or three days of that, if I had not yet died, upon return, Ms cola would make me wish I would have. Come to think of it, just perhaps, I should consider a pass.
I never leave a woman High and Dry......ha ha
tell that to Elon ,he would find a way
I dont know? You were checking it out pretty hard that night
well TBH fifteen minutes is nothing to sneeze at.
Crawfish were free for college football games as long as ya bought pitchers of beerNow there's something I miss -- driving along some country road and there on the side is a guy selling crawdads. I can gobble an obscene amount of them.
I visited a crawdad farm oncet. Really kewl. It was a 2-acre field flooded knee deep. It was not open water at all... mostly patches of rice growing, I think.
But the fargin numbers blew me away: I asked him how many/much crawfish per acre of pond, and he answered:
"I get an average of a ton of crawfish every 90 days per acre."
I didn’t see you thereI dont know? You were checking it out pretty hard that night
Nice! The British Secret Service used something similar as 'invisible ink' in WW2.
got a link? recipe?
All that; not 1 'semi-colon'.The decline of handwriting: How Gen Z is losing a timeless skill
It’s hard to ignore the growing gap between modern communication and traditional methods in today's rapidly advancing digital world. For Generation Z—the cotheindependent.sg
Speaking of echo ...
I've noticed this as a phenomenon in the workplace today. Progressively so with Gen X, Y, Z. Reminds me of Orwell's "Ninetteen-Eighty-Four". I learned how to study and retain knowledge, and to write more than singles sentences (lol), practicing this skill. Sadly appears lacking now. Paragraphs are now a reach, and multiple concurring paragraphs a distant thought. Like "Dumbing US Down" by Gatto. Degradation of a society as a whole. My "smartphone(s)" is in my coat pocket most times, or on the table face down. I don't use the pesky thing except as a phone, or possibly directions. I text only if & when absolutely necessary. Sibling family despises that I refuse to text. Tell em, I'm old school. Let's talk!
I've got a bottle of Gray Goose that's never been opened.
Fraid so with the plunger thingy at the top to get it going.
