Now he’s Sitting Straight, I suppose. Sorry, that’s in awful taste.
Now he’s Sitting Straight, I suppose. Sorry, that’s in awful taste.
You could have a cheeky tommy tank.
Know the feeling!
Well I didn’t know that! Interesting,
Chuck a bit of garlic powder in.
He never got any dollars. 🤠
I got all three of the books for Christmas one year because my name’s Bob too, and I wouldn’t say he comes off as an utter cunt, but he does seem like poor company.
A plant-based schnitzel with oxheart cabbage cooked in stock with a bit of garlic bechamel.
Can’t you stick some material over the lights to dim them? Or is that illegal?
I can’t be arsed signing up to an image generator thing but imagine I’ve posted a fake photo of Lemmy from Motorhead offering a plate of stollen.
Non-Americans:
Wikipedia says people have been doing that since at least 2000 years before Christ!
That’s intense! You’d expect attempted rape to be thought of as quite a serious crime!
A few weeks ago, I was going down some stairs at a train station. I’m one of those people who always climbs stairs two at a time, just can’t help myself. I saw this one fella going downstairs two at a time. I gaped at him like he was the master of my craft.
The townsfolk are stopping you from eating tomato soup?
Bit like an internet feudalism in a way!
That reminds me of the time I went to a roller disco as a child, having just seen Mr Bean at the pictures that afternoon (this one: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bean_(film)). There’s a bit at the end where Mr Bean’s in a convertible waving at everyone he sees, when this hard knock rides up on a motorbike and responds with the middle finger, so Mr Bean naïvely copies the gesture and ends up sitting high up on the back of the seat giving the finger to everyone and no one. Ironically enough, I was too young to know what the finger was, so I just naïvely copied the gesture myself and started skating in circles around this sports hall giving the finger to everyone and no one. I don’t remember anyone doing anything about it either!
I felt like I’d matured and grown as a person when I decided I preferred the standard pattern to the spooky castle and palm tree on the beach. I was still a child, of course.