Absolute Balderdash. It’s the most replayable and funniest board game with a crowd. I’ve hurt my ribs many times through laughing too much.
Absolute Balderdash. It’s the most replayable and funniest board game with a crowd. I’ve hurt my ribs many times through laughing too much.
Absolute piss. My 8 year old bought some and I tried it. It’s like they tried to make it taste awful.
I haven’t turned off my laptop in close to 10 years. I just flip the screen and it’s good to go tomorrow. A marvellous workhorse.
Some guy who got a load of wire wrapped around his rear wheels and the car just sat up on its rear end like it was standing to attention.
I’d be an awful person if I didn’t like my family more than my job. Yeah, I’d love a better split of work and home time, but it is what it is. I’m home by 5.30pm or earlier every weekday, so there’s evenings and weekends for family time, but we couldn’t do things if I didn’t have a job that pays well.
My trick is that I enjoy my job.
Never have I ever said lol.
Despite me not believing souls, seems a bit dramatic for animated hair that doesn’t exist and cannot be smelled.
Start at the beginning (Opiate), but their best work in my opinion is Aenima.
Ditto, apart from A Perfect Circle. They had a few rubbish albums, particularly Emotive. Just seen Tool for the 8th time.
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Not so much disagree, just that it’s stupid. Wearing the Guy Fawkes mask after V for Vendetta became prominent. When they buy an official one, Warner Bros gets a cut. The mask was worn by a man fighting for a Catholic monarchy and a theocracy, and is a foolish symbol for this group.
Is exct a thing or just a typo?
Cup of Yorkshire tea and half a dozen rich tea biscuits to dip first thing in the morning.
Per se. Vis a vis. Erudite. Juxtaposition. Elucidate.
Candles
Quokka and Capybara, hands down.
The Narrow Road to the Deep North by Richard Flanagan. Kalki by Gore Vidal. The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway. His Dark Materials trilogy by Philip Pullman. Starve Acre by Andrew Michael Hurley. Lord of the Flies by William Golding. Atonement by Ian McEwan. Being Dead by Jim Crace.
Santa Steps Out was wild.
'Sex, Death, and Santa Claus
His generosity is legendary. He has a devoted wife, a crack team of sky-borne reindeer, hordes of industrious elves, and the love of good little boys and girls around the globe. But what unholy desires now propel him into the lascivious clutches of a certain fairy? And who was he before the sleigh and workshop, in times forgotten?
She munches on molars, summons drowned sailors to her pleasure, and recalls, sharp as a pinprick, her life as the most savage of ash nymphs. Why then is she stuck, night after night, hovering above pillows to leave coins for gap-toothed brats? More important, how quickly can she captivate the jolly old elf to the north?
He’s huge, fluffy, lonesome, and unbearably horny. On his Easter rounds, he contrives, as often as possible, to get a grip on himself and peer into interesting bedrooms. But who in the world will throw him down and ravage him as the lovers under his gaze ravage one another?
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