Uncle Ruckus is a character from the Boondocks. He is an outspoken white supremacist and even claims to be an Irish-American who suffers from "reverse vitiligo”.
Uncle Ruckus is a character from the Boondocks. He is an outspoken white supremacist and even claims to be an Irish-American who suffers from "reverse vitiligo”.
When i was a kid we let nature do it, so the laundry went directly from the washer to the line. I would do the same thing with a pair of socks to test it. Once they are frozen, defrost and dry as normal.
Freeze them after washing them. When I was a kid we did not have a dryer, and dried clothes on a clothesline. One thing I loved about the winter was how soft my clothes felt after they froze on the line before drying.
My problem is that my pots don’t have lids.
Do you have a non plastic plate that is larger than the opening of the pot? Then you have a lid! I used to have cookware I purchased from thrift stores and yard sales. Some had lids, some did not. But a plate works. Hell even a cutting board (careful if it is wood, mine are bamboo and dishwasher safe) works.
100% infill leaves no room for overflow/swell. Anything more than that is going to cause issues too.
Actually you determine the first, your partner determines the second… Or should.
Call one of the suicide crisis numbers for your country and talk with them. Even though it is for someone else they will be able to help you try to get your friend help.
This one may be more to your liking.
My bed was in view of the living room TV, as long as I kept my head under the covers and pretended to be asleep I could watch MASH.
I feel like someone is trying to read Charlie’s dream journal and write a post title based on it.
Glad i am not the only one who saw it this way.
I have always envisioned this as the cat being jotun sized and Thor was lifting as a human sized Thor and he merely was not tall enough to get the cat off the ground.
So you are just yelling fuck you in your living room and getting banned?
You are exactly the kind of person that causes me to avoid games I may play with randos, and keep all of my channels on a game muted.
I remember learning all metric in elementary school in the early to mid 80s much to my mother’s chagrin (any thing I learned that was different than what/how she learned in Catholic school was bad, including a second language). Then having to relearn standard in middle school. I still have to count all of the lines on a tape measure.
Chicken nuggets are wrapped in sausage? I guess it has been a while since I had one.