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That sounds like a mastercard commercial:
Cover charge for bar $5
Beer $8
Giving snot nosed kid who stole your beer a cold sore: Priceless
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That sounds like a mastercard commercial:
Cover charge for bar $5
Beer $8
Giving snot nosed kid who stole your beer a cold sore: Priceless
Amanda
2011 Specialized Epic Comp 29er | Specialized Phenom | "Marie Laveau"
2007 Cannondale Synapse Carbon Road | Selle Italia Lady Gel Flow | "Miranda"
You don't have to be great to get started, but you do have to get started to be great. -Lee J. Colan
You could have cured this kid from ever doing that ever again thusly, point to the cold sore and say
"look, kid, I have active herpes and you just drank out of my bottle. Better go see a doctor right away"![]()
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Fancy Schmancy Custom Road bike ~ Mondonico Futura Legero
Found on side of the road bike ~ Motobecane Mixte
Gravel bike ~ Salsa Vaya
Favorite bike ~ Soma Buena Vista mixte
Folder ~ Brompton
N+1 ~ My seat on the Rover recumbent tandem
https://www.instagram.com/pugsley_adventuredog/
Reminds me of the person I saw walking out of Smokey Mountain National PARK, carrying a wreath of a vine she was going to make a Christmas Wreath with, I guess. Then I noticed the few "leaves of three" (leave them be) dangling from the vines.
The Smokey Mountains will get the last word. That was Poison Ivy!! We tried to tell her, but she wouldn't believe us.
For our non-US friends, you are not supposed to pick anything in our national parks.
The most effective way to do it, is to do it.
Amelia Earhart
2005 Trek 5000 road/Avocet 02 40W
2006 Colnago C50 road/SSM Atola
2005 SC Juliana SL mtb/WTB Laser V
We have this great camp ground not far from us up in a place called big sur. the poisen oak there grows all over the place. The rangers won't cut it back any place but the trails. That way people will stay where they are supposed too. They hope.
Blessed are the flexible, for they shall not be bent out of shape.
> Remember to appreciate all the different people in your life!
I know I'd never do this, but somehow I keep envisioning flipping off a stiletto-heeled shoe, grabbing it by the toe, whacking him where it hurts most, and then going all doe-eyed and saying "Oh, were you planning on using that? It was just hanging there, and your girlfriend over there said I could do whatever I wanted to it."
How do I know I'd never to this? I never wear stiletto heels.
Half-marathon over. Sabbatical year over. It's back to "sacking shirt and oat cakes" as they say here.