What the -- how did I get here?! Where am I!?
Well, it is May 28th, after all.
Yeah, but THEY do it REALLY WELL!
Ten. Thousand. People.
They can appropriate my culture all they want!
Have you ever heard of r/whoosh?
My elementary school had desks like that in the 70s. Very few desks had no inkwells.
It was probably a budgeting thing. I don’t think they replaced them so much as they just waited for them to break beyond repair.
Technically, if you write “tomato to-mah-to”, you’re claiming that “to-may-to” is the approved pronunciation.
On the other hand, if you write “to-may-to tomato”, you’re claiming that “to-mah-to” is the approved pronunciation.
A nickel? Here’s one of your own paper napkins: Drape it over your head. Voilà! Déguisement!
You can play with people living in your building, too!
When she got old, my dog would stop at the open door if she saw it was raining or snowing. Then she’d give me a nasty look, like it was my fault or something. Then she’d say, “yeah, fine,” and slowly go out the door.
(I distinctly remember her saying that. I have no way to verifiy it, though. Perhaps I just assumed it.)
I would also accept being saved by squirrels.
I nicknamed my nephew “Buffy” because he always dragged his diaper across the hardwood floor.