This is what I do when I'm on a break at work.
Death before decaf!
I’m afraid to ask what the Dudes idea of cooking food is. Though I’m aware of several people who’ve started whole careers using this exact same logic.
Any second something gets dropped, then that peaceful scene becomes pure bedlam.
That depends on how big a fight the dog puts up.
When you can mow your lawn and find a car you have a problem. Until then it’d be too much of a bother.
Back in the day didn’t kings use monasteries to get rid of annoying relatives without killing them?
Don’t confuse lethargy with genius. One of the cats I had was the same way.
Logic sucks sometimes. What goes in eventually comes out, sometimes in a hurry.
It’s only for one weekend but in PDX there’s Oregon Brewfest.
How much will you pay me to take a book?