Get a butter bell! No more cold hard butter.
Get a butter bell! No more cold hard butter.
If loving “Songs for Christmas” by Sufjan Stevens is wrong then I don’t wanna be right.
Don’t even need to go to a big city. There’s a ton of awesome regional food all across the US.
Rationing in the UK went on until 1954, nine years after the war ended.
This is my pen. There are many like it but this one is mine.


I mean, there are plenty of boring desk jobs in the military too.
Nobody would call it breakfast even if it fits the “um ackshully technically correct” definition of the word.


Correct, the average person just wants shit to work out of the box. This goes for computers, dishwashers, cars, coffee machines, everything.


I find her work strongly vaginal which bothers me.


This is speculation but I’d bet there was some amount of less-than-voluntary aspect to the construction of at least some of the pyramids. As in “we’ll pay you, but this is your job for the next 30 years while you’re not harvesting.”
Sure, except your body moves a little bit on the bed over the course of the year. So by adjusting the blanket you’re adding more coverage to your body for that portion of the year.