Lifelong resident of Nor'eastern PA - so far.
Dog-spit is amazingly…um, adhesive. It finally starts to let go when the wash water is 200°.
They’re not all that great. Some paste leaks past the “pincher” and makes it difficult to remove the gizmo when the tube is sorta empty. I have a key-type that winds the tube up around a spindle like a sardine can opener.
Better lay off the caffeine, Ellte. You’re repeating repeating yourself yourself. :)
We had a little cockapoo/terrier/fuzzball/dustmop that absolutely HATED baths. No amount of towel-drying would stop him from running at high speed throughout the house, actually running on the walls as he changed direction.
Yes. Bored to tears.
Temporary solution: Pull the plug. For a permanent fix, use wire cutters.
You’re all familiar with the saying, “I’m too old for this s___!”?
That pertains to retirement, too.
I often wonder if a car was in the vicinity of a recapped truck tire that disintegrated on the interstate. That shrapnel is everywhere.
Some clever ____________(insert derogatory description here) display a EULA in a non-adjustable dialog box that requires you to scroll both up & down, and side to side. Who has time for that?
When it was released, Titanic came on two VHS tapes. The recommended method was to throw the first tape away, and just watch the second.