Ghostrunner. I found out I’m neither a ghost nor a runner.
Ghostrunner. I found out I’m neither a ghost nor a runner.
Starts off with only a few words on the topic, but ends with writing a thesis on an unrelated diversion.
What about shart-posting?
It won’t. The new landlords however will get to make their own rules about how to handle their unregulated ownership.
Sorry to disappoint, but landlording as a profession is the likeliest to thrive in a post apocalyptic medium.
Pull up in a white van with no or blackened windows and offer them candy. Oh and make sure “Free candy” is scratched in on the sides of the van. Wouldn’t want people getting the wrong idea…
Now for the serious advice, don’t do dumb jokes like the one above. Kids need honesty. Screwing around for shits and giggles is always a bad idea around them.
Spoiler alert!
You see who shot you in the intro video.
Never gonna give you up
I’d presume it’s the same as twosome, but with three people. Comfortable, consensual, fun.
Since you’re taking it slow, if it ever reaches that point, it would be best to discuss boundaries beforehand, else there might be issues later on.
Cat. The power to flexibly laze on any surface, anywhere, anytime.
Big toe first, over to little toe, then go underneath and pull towards the heel.
Nah, they’re an alien. Probably been to a human zoo or something.
Ok, I’m convinced. You’re the Scatman.
Skibidi comes from Scatman and no one can convince me otherwise.
Whatever your goals for the story, shape its components to better present them. What’s the love part got to do with the rest of the story? Figure that out and adjust accordingly.
Ok, first of all, rich people don’t pay taxes. If you paid taxes, you ain’t rich. You’re at best a parvenu upper middle class.
Secondly, the current best way to give them money freely is to become a major investor of a company, make your friend the CEO, pay them in stock options, push the company to focus on making profit at all costs to raise stock prices and then have both you and your friend pull out right before it all comes crumbling down.
Or so it seems to go in the US at least.
Dogs = boys due to energetic, clumsy and loud.
Cats = girls due to classy, well-behaved and quiet.
I’d guess it would be a trend similar to saying girls play with dolls and boys play with action figures.