Like an interstellar rabbi?
Like an interstellar rabbi?
Oh, Gray 5, you mean?
It sounds ridiculous in German, but it’s not much better in French, either.
The last sentence alone, taken out of context, would open a mystery novel like few others.
You know way too much about whatever happened to that puckered flag of skin after it was separated from its original owner, it seems.
Tell us you have no idea what “woke” means without — eh, you know the drill, troll bait.
Cedar Point is an easy concession 🙇🏽♂️
Ohio.
Sam’s from Jacksonville?
All good points! Will do! 🙇🏽♂️
Fun, but where’s the frenetic passion? 🤷🏽♂️
Fun, but where’s the frenetic passion? 🤷🏽♂️
Worry is the worst use of imagination. The latter can take you all sorts of places, whereas the former is more of a rocking chair: misleadingly distracting but essentially stationary. 🙇🏽♂️
Is that Moldiwort in the alt top-right?
Ach, I did nazi that coming.
And rhymes with where I’d rather be.
No worries, it’s the effort that counts — especially when it’s nearly as often “LGBTQIA”, “LGBTQIA+”, etc. 🤪 Way to show up, though. 🫀🤓
Ah, your choice of phrasing put me off, I believe. Also, it’s “LGBTQ+”, btw. 🙇🏽♂️🖖🏽
Only the tip?