Someone’s about to be sentenced to snu snu
Now if I can just find a rack of lamb on the next sidewalk, we got dinner.
Maple syrup on your junk is a proud Canadian Thanksgiving tradition.
When I quiet the verbal, what replaces it is visual. The undergrowth, wow, you really have a way with words.
That bit about mumbling background chatter. This is news to me. Does everyone else have that?
Good for you. Follow your heart. Or whichever of your vital organs happens to be calling the shots at that moment.
“Only accepting positive feedback” is going to find its way into my vocabulary.
The person making this quote is coming to the conclusion that all the way back to their ancestors, they are the last of their blood line. What could they possibly base this on? Probably that in their immediate family, they are the last surviving member and will have no children. Throughout history based on the passing of the family name through male heir to male heir.
What I am saying is that all the way back to their ancestors, there were female children who were married into other families and took on other family names, but continued the blood line. Meaning their ancestors genetics are probably in hundreds, if not thousands of families now.
Like if you go back 10 generations, that’s 2^10 grandparents. And they somehow are the last of their blood line? This doesn’t add up unless you are only looking at a small portion of the equation.
This is only true if you don’t follow the female branches on the family tree.
Was Attack of the Killer Tomatoes real or did I dream that?
Nnnnnnnnnnn….NOW!
I’ve gone and let myself get all excited for this one.