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This just happened today in Seattle. Apparently some guy set his house on fire trying to kill a spider with a makeshift blow torch. In the war on spiders, you do NOT win with fire.
If Google was a Guy
I'm reminded of this amazon review:
This is how it goes in this house. First the Kleenex disappears. Then the toilet paper. Then they go for fabrics. And you don't want it to get there, unless you're ready to invest in a five gallon drum of Fabreeze.
This used to be a good Christian home. But it's not about moral judgment anymore. I'm way beyond that. I'm in survival mode. If I don't supply absorbent paper products, I'm going to find my dish towels hidden in the basement, stiff as aluminum. The other day, I almost cut my hand on a sock. I am sorry to speak so frankly, but with three teenage boys, a woman has got to be practical.
The funny part is, they think they're being sneaky, with their 45 minute showers and sudden need for "privacy", as if I'm going to walk in on them journaling. They slink around the house like unfixed cats, while I try to announce my location at all times. No one needs to ask me to knock anymore. I knock on the walls. I practically wear a cow bell. I'm not looking to catch anyone by surprise, believe me. I'm just trying to get through this.
The other day my husband was watching me unload the groceries, and he asks me, all sweetness and light, "Honey, what're you doing with all that Kleenex?"
I about knocked him off his chair.
I found a song that makes me happy. Also, some of you need to listen up.
@Tohran check 10 posts back.
I found a Raja knight!
Please note my profile picture. Also, without clicking on @Kerria's link, it looked like a broken Youtube video to me. Either way, that one song will be going into my signature.
I would like to post something as an apology for my last Calvin and Hobbes post. Behold! Something excellent along the same lines!
I laughed so hard I spat out my drink, which mind you might be because it's so early, but still. Thank you, @Mishgul, for always brightening my day.
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
@Melodie
Dang it, why'd I look at your post before ifunny?
http://ifunny.mobi/i/gk8B92i82
Don't know if it's been posted before, but these are still cool:
@Merador
Such a lovely rai- well, I'm off to hide under a rock. @Sarapis or Someone is pissed again.
Well, you don't know, that might be someone's Divine Dream.
So in-game alcohol, sex, and violence are ok, but drugs are bad.
Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
If I remember correctly, I believe that may be a picture from one of the gods meets from years ago. I want to say that that is the old Valnurana, but I could be mistaken.
It is, from 2002.
Imagine if The Atlantic article had named Achaea. Now millions of people will think our game is about a redhead with antiquated taste in fashion.
@Sarapis Fix, prz!