I was. Millennial father of two.
I was. Millennial father of two.
Lol, half a dose? More like 2-3 doses. Just watch the acetaminophen levels and you’re good.
Pretty much one of the last messaging platforms I’d try to use.
To be honest, I’d be in support of assisted suicide. I support total bodily autonomy, in all aspects.
Similarly, a shity old shed baking in the sun, filled with garbage bags of fish guts (from guests’ fish at the gutting table of a fishing resort), that we had to load onto a pickup truck.
Like you said, a physical wall. I couldn’t get past it. Whenever I got near the door of the shed, I doubled over wretching and y couldn’t get any closer.
They exist. Mine (bought last year) has them. So did my previous one.
I have this one.
Honestly kind of wish I’d gotten touch controls sometimes, for easy cleaning.
House o’ representin’