Not to reveal any secret weaknesses of mine, but water is my kryptonite. Dry ice is fine, but I really don’t like wet water.
Not to reveal any secret weaknesses of mine, but water is my kryptonite. Dry ice is fine, but I really don’t like wet water.
If the police arrest you for the suspicion of committing a crime, and they tell you that you have the right to remain silent, shouldn’t they be equally prevented from arguing or verbally escalating the conversation with you?
Or the street, if you’re unfortunate enough to be in Paris these days. Roo is also the kanga from Winnie the Poo. Push with your shoulder, Xi, not your fist.
When Forest Wells traveled west to California in 1865, he was seeking adventure, fame, and a fortune in gold. Sadly, he was ten years late for the gold rush, but what he discovered, instead, was even more valuable.
Every now and then I think, it would be so great to just drift off to sleep and never wake up again, like a wave landing on a beach, disappearing into the sand, or to melt away and dissolve into nothing, like an ice cube in whiskey. And then I remember, don’t put ice in …