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Money can't buy happiness, but it can buy bacon
Drive safe, but not too safe, the life you save might be my mother-in-law's.
You mean my father-in-law.
I'll second this...my father-in-law as well. even his grandkids hate him..I don't really think his own son and daughter (my wife) like him. I think they love him, like a child loves a parent. But I don't think they like him.... I certainly don't!
I don't feel so alone now.
Mine is a real piece of work. Once, we were playing the board game where everyone has a letter and a group of categories and you have to come up with words no one else does (I don't remember the name, we haven't played it since). And the kids were playing.
One of the categories was "Something you are afraid of" and the letter was "N".
Yes, what you are thinking would be awful... yeah, that's what he said. If you need another hint, he grew up in the 50's. In Baltimore. I thought Mrs 43 was going to drop kick him.
I'm lucky I guess...he doesn't play any games with us, just sits around watching FNC and Encore Westerns.I don't feel so alone now.
Mine is a real piece of work. Once, we were playing the board game where everyone has a letter and a group of categories and you have to come up with words no one else does (I don't remember the name, we haven't played it since). And the kids were playing.
One of the categories was "Something you are afraid of" and the letter was "N".
Yes, what you are thinking would be awful... yeah, that's what he said. If you need another hint, he grew up in the 50's. In Baltimore. I thought Mrs 43 was going to drop kick him.
Hockey shoot outs. You don't decide a hockey game by not playing hockey!!!!!!!
Yeah, it's a bit like deciding a football game with a "punt, pass and kick" competition!When they first started, I hated them. Years later, I really fucking hate them.
I don't feel so alone now.
Mine is a real piece of work. Once, we were playing the board game where everyone has a letter and a group of categories and you have to come up with words no one else does (I don't remember the name, we haven't played it since). And the kids were playing.
One of the categories was "Something you are afraid of" and the letter was "N".
Yes, what you are thinking would be awful... yeah, that's what he said. If you need another hint, he grew up in the 50's. In Baltimore. I thought Mrs 43 was going to drop kick him.
Had the same thing with my mother-in-law except the category was "things that are black" with the letter N.I don't feel so alone now.
Mine is a real piece of work. Once, we were playing the board game where everyone has a letter and a group of categories and you have to come up with words no one else does (I don't remember the name, we haven't played it since). And the kids were playing.
One of the categories was "Something you are afraid of" and the letter was "N".
Yes, what you are thinking would be awful... yeah, that's what he said. If you need another hint, he grew up in the 50's. In Baltimore. I thought Mrs 43 was going to drop kick him.
I don't hate cyclists (I'm a cyclist myself), but when you the road is quite empty and you have a bike lane and you still insist to ride your bike on the sidewalk, that drives me nuts.
What are you doing driving your vehicle on the sidewalk I might ask?
Sorry if this was posted elsewhere. Doesn't really drive me nuts per se, but since the thread title talks about nuts and all...well, it seemed to fit.
I'm sorry folks but I can't hear all your moaning and groaning about bad weather over my lawn mower...
The three inches of snow doesn't bother me one bit. It's the forecasting of this horrible terrible storm coming only to have it be a total dud. I hate the way they panic about every little bit of weather.I'm sorry folks but I can't hear all your moaning and groaning about bad weather over my lawn mower...