Or so over-used, they've had to replace it.
It's the waiting bench outside divorce court.
Just sit in the middle and force your spouse to stand
I think this one is the truth
TIL softsoap body scrub is made from pulverized bathroom tile.
Or chameleon blood.
Not gonna lie.
I smiled and found it interesting.
Then I noticed the tiles were out of sync...
That's the soap's natural defense against predators.
James Bond.. Antarctica
So that's how they made stuff for Mad Max!
damn, this is a cool idea! I never thought about how much of an issue that would be for people who can't walk easily
who should I reach out to in my local govt to see about doing something similar? city council?
Wat. English is our first language here lol. The elderly... Most of the elderly I know only speak solely Malay or Chinese
In Singapore, if you walk the city, you tap those cards on sensor so it gives you credit to ride buses for free. The government wants you to walk the streets because it's good for you. This is way cool.
Are there a lot of English signs in Singapore? Are the elderly pretty fluent in it?
What do you drive? A tour bus?
Totally thought someone had rested their balls on it.
Mobile STD clinic/Herbalife Super Store.
LOL think i found my new dog name.
nothing like going to the beer store in my forklift and buying my weekly thousand beers.
I too have fond memories of college.
After your weekly thousand beers, I have trouble believing you have any memories of college.
Finns will definitely buy a 1000 pack of beer, but they go to Estonia to do it.
EDIT: Here's my Finland joke... What's the closest thing to a fish's asshole? A Finn!
German here, never heard of it. Can't be that super hyped.
You have now. Maybe that's what OP wanted. Maybe OP works for unicorn poop paper company.
I can second this comment...never heard of it.
This Toilet-Paper is sold by the German supermarket chain "Edeka" and smells like cotton candy!
It's in Comic Sans and quotation marks. Do they even want to be taken seriously?
I like how the quotes make it seem like even more a joke that the cops are all in on
"How?" Docious thought to himself. "How could I possibly fail like that?" The sneaking suspicion that always lingered in the background was more pronounced than ever. Sure, he had never been good in social settings. He knew that. The polite laughter at his jokes. The glances people sent each other when he drunkenly threw his arm aroud a friend and tried to join a conversation at a party. That was for other people, not him. Stuff like that just didn't work for him. But online? Seriously? There were literally thousands of threads every day spewing random nonsensical pop cultural phrases on top of each other, each gathering tonnes of karma.
He refreshed the page once again. -4 now. No new comments. 2 hours, and no child comments. The thread was clearly dead, an he had killed it. He briefly thought about logging into an alt-account and commenting "C-c-c combo breaker!" just to keep it going, but he was probably just going to get the number of C's wrong and get into the negatives with that one too. Besides, it wouldn't fix anything.
"Hashtag" - in big bold letters. One simple word, capable of gathering thousands of upvotes. He had even seen it earlier today. How could it be getting downvoted? What was he missing? How could he be so out of touch sync with the world? Was everyone else aware of some grand web of agreement that had completely escaped him. Was he really too stupid to understand the social clues?
"Well..." he thought, one elbow on each sice of the laptop, his face resting in his hands. "I Could always head over to a /sub/conspiracy post that has hit the front page and complain about the obvious idiots." Provoking comments on posts like that had the fantastic ability to either get a lot of circlejerk upvotes from "all" people, or getting downvoted to oblivion by the nuts. Those downvotes was at least a badge of honor. He had seen it again and again. You could really make a splash there, standing by your downvoted comment, defending reason, rustling the jimmies of the conspiracy nuts. As long as it didn't get ignored...
He's going to give me a quest
ALL GLORY TO HYPNOTOAD!!!!
Oscar the Grouchy Ginko.
Gwinnett photos make me homesick.
I'd be angry too if someone shoved a metal sign in the side of my face!