I’ve hidden it and shall not tell you where.
I’ve hidden it and shall not tell you where.
Oh it’s an absolutely terrible idea. But it is something one can do with an old phone.
You can try to see how far you can skip it on a lake or pond.
My work stands on it’s own two legs. Their work doesn’t affect my paycheck. If their laziness impacts me, I will not stay silent about it at all. Other than that, I’m punching my clock and focusing on what I need to.
I used cloud of daggers as well. It was useful for choke points or, in the rare circumstance, of immobile enemies.
There’s a pest control salesman who goes door to door every year, who I can’t stand. Not only does he say outright incorrect things, but he can’t take no for an answer. Every polite refusal turns into, “You know what, we can knock 80 bucks off that right now” or “How about we just make the first month free.”
Next time he comes knocking, I’m going to be immediately upfront. I’m not interested in paying money to spray poison, that will end up in the canal and the river, to kill bugs that birds and frogs and bats could be eating.
Some skinny girl climbed into my lap at a college house party. I was very fucked up. For some reason, I thought a good thing to say was, “Why not, I’ve fucked fatter chicks.” She immediately got up and we never spoke again. No clue why I said that. I never even got her name, which is a shame, because I’d like to apologize.
Stopping at two drinks.
About as often as I skip electronics on bodies of water.
See how many times you can skip it on a lake.
I agree, but I figured I’d draw particular attention to this lie on the off chance that op was about to give a charlatan a sum of money in a misguided attempt to assuage some grief.
Or they’re attempting to leverage a person’s grief for financial gain.
As soon as they start to look smug about their appearances, I berate them heavily. For about a week after, I’ll make them wear unflattering accessories, such as snake skin chaps, or a boa made entirely from raw chicken. If they ever ask why, I yell at the top of my lungs about how one day they’ll be ugly and need a plan b.
I hope this answer was at least as ridiculous as the question.
Blind Guardian’s cover of Dream A Little Dream Of Me
Just talking about what I saw from my perspective. Your mileage may vary.
I see where you’re coming from as well. Honestly, your mileage may vary. Do what you can in the moment. What happened to me may not apply in this situation. But if you need to talk, I’ll be here.
Once my mom died, things opened up significantly. Just hang in there.
Perhaps your pipes are too wide.