It’s the two lane roundabouts that drive me crazy. People entering, exiting, merging left and merging right constantly. How in the world is this supposed to be safer?!??!!!
My daughter learned (and accepted) from an early age that we are not rich, but rich people donate barely worn clothing all the time. You can get most of your clothes from thrift and 2nd hand stores for next to nothing. Buy underwear and an item or two new and she was plenty satisfied.
I like it. The best rap is the shortest rap.
From the Three Stooges meet Hercules: It may be Latin, but it’s Greek to me.
O Fortuna from Carl Orff’s Carmina Burana. Always a good choice.
Members of “The Academy” aren’t exactly known for their tolerance.
It’s odd that there’s never any mention of how many horrible bicyclists there are and how they contribute to the mayhem. Riding on any side of the street/road that they please; running stop signs and lights; never signaling; riding on winding roads (in Wisconsin, that can include busy state highways) where cars going 55 mph can come up on you with little notice. Sometimes a little situational awareness could prevent a lot of heartache for their families.
My 130lb German Shepherd needed those, too. He wasn’t too fond of it, but he’d let you get some of the stuff down there. He did enjoy getting the gunk it loosened up out of there, though.
Among other things, my band plays polkas. Once people actually hear one and start dancing, they’re a lot of fun.
Clever double meaning with that bit at the end.