I’m a mosque. The loud noise is usually, “damn it!” when I do something incredibly graceful, like walk into a wall or accidentally throw my phone across the room.
I’m a mosque. The loud noise is usually, “damn it!” when I do something incredibly graceful, like walk into a wall or accidentally throw my phone across the room.
I’m glad most of my dogs have been small enough to carry when they get old. I guess if they hadn’t been, I’d just have to be a lot stronger so I could lift them. I mean, I’d obviously never leave them to sleep on their own after years of sleeping in my bed.
I enjoyed it. It’s definitely a different feel than previous AC games, so if you go in hoping for that, you might be disappointed. I think it’s definitely worth checking out, especially if you can get it on sale.
I really love that she keeps owning him on threads, too. It’s just that extra little twist of the knife. She’s proof that we don’t have to suck just because our families do.
I’m assuming that if the genie is giving you the money, magic will take care of some of those concerns.
I’ve never installed windows either. 🙂 I picked all the parts for my current computer, but I paid a guy to do the assembly because I wasn’t confident in my ability, so he did all that. My ex husband did it on the previous build, and everything prior was a pre-built.
I’ve thought about it and then I remember that I’m pretty dumb about stuff that doesn’t interest me much, so it would have to be a situation where someone else was like, “here’s your linux computer, I already set up all your stuff and your games all work.”
I just don’t know why I keep clicking on the memes. I don’t know anything about Linux, I know I’m not gonna get it, but I keep opening them and being confused. It’s like when I try to understand the code in programmer humor like it’s suddenly gonna click. Or ich_iel. I don’t speak German. What was up with all the noodles? I still don’t know!
I stg, 80% of my time on this site is just clicking stuff I know will confuse me but I can’t stop.
Nah, my Catholic extended family always had a jug of Carlo Rossi (garbage wine sold in gallon jugs, for those lucky enough to be unfamiliar) at every family gathering. No one was ever worried about there being kids. Evangelicals are just lame.