Sorry but I don't think any country at this moment would be too happy to welcome fucking genocidal rapists maniac ex-convicted murderers.
The fact that at some point along the way they went "aww this is so cold and they're shooting back at me, I'm off" doesn't make those bastard war criminals something one would want as neighbours. And paid for it too lol. No thanks.
Not everything can be sorted with a cost-expenses spreadsheet.
A friend of mine is a surgeon, and he told me he really struggles not to lose his shit when he hears people thanking God after he has been standing on his feet for multiple hours to save someone's life.
Yep, I work in games and this year has been fucking brutal.
Most of my contacts/acquaintances on Linkedin are "between jobs".
Luckily I have some freelancing set up, but this thing is killing me. It's not easy to find another (remote) job when half the people in the industry are competing with you.
When I met my wife she took me to a wonderful restaurant in a tiny village on the Alps near where she lived at the time, from which you can see the planes (the Pianura Padana) down below.
It was a beautiful, clear day, you could see for miles.
Then while taking in the view I noticed something like a disk of yellow fog in the distance, nasty looking and so thick you couldn't see what was underneath.
It really stood out, as it was the only blemish in an otherwise spectacular vista.
"Ew what's that?"
"Milan" .
If people could see how it looks like from above they would never live there.
Last time I had to pass through I could feel the particles of smog on my tongue.
I find "scientific" articles that use Fahrenheit to be quite bizarre.
Sorry but I don't think any country at this moment would be too happy to welcome fucking genocidal rapists maniac ex-convicted murderers.
The fact that at some point along the way they went "aww this is so cold and they're shooting back at me, I'm off" doesn't make those bastard war criminals something one would want as neighbours. And paid for it too lol. No thanks.
Not everything can be sorted with a cost-expenses spreadsheet.
Yeh there's never money for reforms, then if there's a war to fund or petrol involved they always find a few billion under three sofa.
Oh, I have a straight cousin too, he's cool.
A friend of mine is a surgeon, and he told me he really struggles not to lose his shit when he hears people thanking God after he has been standing on his feet for multiple hours to save someone's life.
I think it would be super awkward if you've been widowed.
I mean, you're supposed to meet everyone again, including your former spouses who had been waiting for you.
He must have dumped her for her usage of punctuation.
Fucking hell, they are the most alien looking animals on the planet, they're amazing.
Yep, I work in games and this year has been fucking brutal.
Most of my contacts/acquaintances on Linkedin are "between jobs".
Luckily I have some freelancing set up, but this thing is killing me. It's not easy to find another (remote) job when half the people in the industry are competing with you.
The CEO should be hanged by the balls, just one disastrous decision after another, what an incompetent moron.
Isn't that the Endurance?
You are a very confused idiot.
Why should anyone give half a fuck about what China thinks of what they should do in their own countries?
I hope the French politely told then to go fuck themselves.
"You can go on slaughtering civilians, but only for a few more days, then enough is enough ok?"
So, "food porn" is literally every edible shit I guess?
Pizza marinara doesn't have cheese.
When I met my wife she took me to a wonderful restaurant in a tiny village on the Alps near where she lived at the time, from which you can see the planes (the Pianura Padana) down below.
It was a beautiful, clear day, you could see for miles.
Then while taking in the view I noticed something like a disk of yellow fog in the distance, nasty looking and so thick you couldn't see what was underneath.
It really stood out, as it was the only blemish in an otherwise spectacular vista.
"Ew what's that?"
"Milan" .
If people could see how it looks like from above they would never live there.
Last time I had to pass through I could feel the particles of smog on my tongue.
I'm in Italian, and to be honest it makes no fucking sense in our language either.
I remember super fondly the days of Live Journal. Some of the people I was in touch with back then are rl friends to this day.
Lol, they're really fucking not.