Fuck, did anyone have “beltbuckle-shamed from 7th century anglo-saxons” on their ‘24 bingo card?
Fuck, did anyone have “beltbuckle-shamed from 7th century anglo-saxons” on their ‘24 bingo card?
I need to touch grass. Sometimes my eyes earn me a bonk
Jeb. Yer hog. Smells like lovin’… now either you do the right thang, or I gots to call the authorities on yer pleasure piggy.
what a freaky weirdo response ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Ah, the world of the present, yesterday…
THIS BETTER NOT BE A DREAM SEQUENCE
Brazilian or otherwise…
I mean, yeah
Coops already exist. Basically they’re already set up so that when people move in, they own part of it, and when they move out, they don’t. The technical legal details of it varies from your country, region, municipality, etc, but from my basic understanding, when you sign your contract, it includes saying “you own this building with us until you move out. We might ask you to move out if you poop in the communal garden.”
Edit: re-reading your post, I realize I’m not sure if you mean the entire building or a single unit, but either way you can have similar arrangements.
I can’t believe this stuff is just sold in cans now. Diluted to aerosol form. Shameful, really
those fools forgot about lays 😎
I dun goofed
That guy’s wearing a shirt with my favourite Squashing Cabbages songs
“Who shot ya, Johnny Tight-lips?”
“I ain’t sayin’ nothin’”
“Well what do I tell your mother?”
“Who says I have a mother?”
“Father, the sleep-command has awoken!” Something I saw in my Dune kern
Brian Blessed is still alive? Bah, who wants to live forever?
Same thing happened to me, but then I forgot it in another dream
Finally, Dark Souls IIII
And that’s why the medical term for boner-not-go-awayer is “priapism”
Wait I’ve been saying bola-taro this while time