Next to the microplastic.
Next to the microplastic.
You can eat anything once. If your brave enough.
Read Era is technically free, but I paid for premium years ago and have never regretted it. I can open any kind of uncorrupted book file, from the Amazon reader format to PDF to epub, and everything else I’ve ever come across. It has a great search function, and the ability to file a book into a custom ‘Collection’. You can edit the details of a book, like adding Author or pusblisher info, add your own personal notes to a page or highlighted quote, see an aggregate of all your highlights in a particular file, and adjust the font, background color, and contrast to your hearts content.
I make my whole family use it now, cause I love it so much and Premium works on Family share.
Can you imagine that workplace environment though?
"Hey boss, I’m leaving for that 2 weeks paid training on how to catfish a bird my height and get it pregnant with a syringe. "
“Don’t forget receipts for accounting.”
This is such a wacky world, I love it.
You know I still don’t understand the issue people have with this. Every bathroom I’ve been in either has stalls to use with urinals on the side and dividers between those for some privacy, or is only designed for one person at a time anyway. I can’t imagine having any issue with anyone of any gender in those types of bathroom, unless they where being clear creeps and trying to press an eye to a gap in a divide or something. Which isn’t solved by limiting the genders who can enter, it’s solved by building better dividers and not leaving gaps.
This isn’t Rome my dude, we’re not all sitting in one room and having a face to face while we clart.
Well OP did say wrong answers only.
Get a few suitcases at Goodwill or something, stick a floppy and some ‘redacted’ papers in a red envelope, leave them in random places around town and observe what happens. Make sure to wear a trench coat and sunglasses when you ‘forget’ them at each drop point.
Ma’am this is a Wendy’s
Oh, my. I hadn’t even noticed how much less I’ve had to clean my Windshield lately. That is a very bad sign…
The egg came first. To the chickens disappointment and, who left to find a more satisfying partner.
Meh, I stopped upvoting things because I liked them and started upvoting things I wanted other people to see. That’s how the algorithms work anyway
I’ve been having a similar problem the last couple days, can’t seem to find a solution yet however.
“This wasn’t fresh when it was made!”
I’ll see myself out.
The neat part is, you don’t.