Look up the definition of the word end. Stop thinking of it as THE end and street thinking of it as AN end. A length of string has two ends correct? A stick has two ends, correct? Here's a picture of my calendar at home. Note that Sunday is at one end and Saturday is at the other end.
It took months for one of the local feral cats to warm up to my wife and I. He would run away as soon as he saw us. We call him Bojangles because he's chicken.
Why is he so interested in having people upload schedules of what their kids are doing?
Film photography. I enjoy all aspects of it. Travelling around to all the antique stores looking for cameras, composing shots, developing the film...
My town doesn't even have a bus let alone a train.
I wonder if it's related to the swamp booger.
It's just a few bad apples though, right?
All abortion bills are aimed at women.
Long story short, they were born under our porch and we've been around them since birth so they are used to us.
The mother of 7 of the cats that are around now lives inside with us due to a dog attack that left her front right foot paralyzed.
Edit: "feral" probably isn't the right word for them all... Semi-feral? They hide from other people, but seem to trust my wife and I.
She always looks so sad, but she is a very happy cat.
Yeah, all but two of them let us.
Edit: Here's her brother Donnie.
Season two came out in December.
Titanic
It still stands, no matter the label. One person saying something or doing something doesn't speak for the whole group.
Ah yes, EngelSterben, spokesman for all leftists.
You can't risk something you never cared about in the first place.
Ffs...
Look up the definition of the word end. Stop thinking of it as THE end and street thinking of it as AN end. A length of string has two ends correct? A stick has two ends, correct? Here's a picture of my calendar at home. Note that Sunday is at one end and Saturday is at the other end.
Sunday is on one end and Saturday is at the other.
Long cat is long.
The only one I pay for is Dropout.
It took months for one of the local feral cats to warm up to my wife and I. He would run away as soon as he saw us. We call him Bojangles because he's chicken.