God, that photo on the wall makes it even worse.
Good luck handing that to her through the cloth.
I always think of the “olden days” as being the time before light bulbs and cars and all that. Even though I’m barely old enough to be a millennial.
Don’t you hate it when it’s so cold that your snot freezes with your finger up your nose and you can’t get it out? The worst!
“Back in my day, we didn’t have fire!”
That’s where the observer effect comes in.
We can only hope
Man, you said that and my mind artificially inseminating cows. Then I realized you were talking about manure. Works both ways, though.
Have you ever bit down on a gnat that flew into your mouth? They have a surprisingly sweet flavor.