A list of puns related to "Buzzkill (song)"
I'll start, playing as WWF, started in 1996.
Rocky Miavia has been bouncing around nicely, getting ready for a more concentrated push and then 2 weeks before Wrestlemania 13, in a a throwaway match on B show Superstars Meng drops him on his head and breaks his neck. Out for a full year...
I really want to be a fun mom. But Iβm not. I donβt like the imaginary play. A lot of my daughters imaginary play is telling me what I need to say, through her dolls. And itβs excruciating.
I donβt like hide and seek. I have a hard time having to listen to βwatch this/look at meβ every second of playtime.
Iβm watching the kids in the kiddie pool and I have to be the center of play. Throw the ball to mom. Hold moms hand while I flail and pretend Iβm a baby that canβt swim. Pull pretend baby out of the water. Splash mom / squirt gun her in the face. Then sulk when Iβm told no faces. and then mom feels bad.
I just want them to play with each other sometimes. I have no problem playing with them. But itβs all the time. And itβs exhausting.
I know my daughter is lonely. Itβs no fun playing with a brother 4 years younger than you. She misses her friends. She misses school. And I canβt wait for school to start again, she desperately needs it.
Please tell me Iβm not alone. Iβm a SAHM and I wanted this. But maybe Iβm not cut out to be a fun mom.
Edit: thank you all so much. I was having a moment and beat myself up a bit. I ended up watching the two kids wash their slide and pool with dish soap and a scrub brush for damn near an hour and then they played for another hour running around the yard. It just took a bit to get to that point.
Putting my daughter to bed tonight, I asked her if she had a fun day and she said yes. I asked what was her favorite part, and she said swimming and playing with the soap.
Go figure. Haha. I need to be way less harsh on myself. Thank yβall for letting a little light shine through on me. I appreciate this little corner of the interwebs so much.
Itβs almost midnight. The park is silent. I'm sitting on a bench, looking for something to read on my phone. I'm enjoying the faint sound of leaves rustling and the caress of the breeze in my back. Wait. I hear someone coming. I hate it when someone else interrupts my peace. Even my hobbies tend to require a lot of focus and attention. Sometimes I just need fresh air and some light reading. I start to perceive the silhouette of a man. He gets closer. Heβs just your average old man. I wonder what is he doing here. Whatever, itβs fine by me as long as he doesn't bother me. Oh, but he does. Because he is about to talk to me. "Hey, darling. What are you doing here all alone? It's dangerous out here. A lot of men like to hurt pretty women like you. Men only want one thing". His voice sounds like the noise of an ironing board folding. "Not me, of course". Why is he still talking? Now I have to be polite. I'm too polite for my own good. "I'm just enjoying some reading time". Before I know it, he's sitting next to me. A little too close for comfort, I think. "Oh, not only youβre pretty but also smart. All boys must be crazy about you. A beautiful skinny girl who's also smart." "Not rea-" I start to reply, but he interrupts me. Of course he does. "That body of yours... It's the perfect type. I donβt like the fat ones". A shiver runs through my body when I feel his hot breath against my neck. It smells like rusty metal. I keep quiet. I'm not enjoying the tone of the conversation. "Youβre lacking rack, though" He said while he touches my breast. His touch feels like barbed wire. I stand, but I don't run. I'm in shock and I donβt really know what to do. "Come, Iβm older than you, I can teach you a thing or two about boys". He unzips his pants, pulls my hair and grabs my right arm. Heβs leering at me, and it feels like tiny daggers piercing all the nerves in my body. "Come on, scream a little, you're ruining all the fun" he says. With my free hand, I take a syringe out of my pocket and stick the needle right in his jugular. He falls to the ground. Eyes wide open, he's still conscious. I sigh. Sometimes I canβt take my mind off my hobbies. Iβm that committed. Normally I prefer to hunt them, but this will do. I look at his pathetic wrinkled face. It's obvious he wants to beg for his life, but he can't move a muscle. I guess Iβll have to deal with him later. I only say one thing before getting back to my me-time. "Come on, scream a little, you're ruining all the fun"
... keep reading on reddit β‘so i went out with this guy last week and I was really into him during the date, and then he rolled up his sleeve while we were talking and he had a tattoo of THE HAMBURGULAR on his forearm, and I was just like 'god dammit, now I gotta leave' and I was wondering if anyone else had one of those just automatic buzzkill moments where you're just like no longer attracted to him for the weirdest reason.
or am I just picky?
I have come to the realization Iβm just not a fun person to be around for a lot of people. I tend to try to get really close with people that donβt necessarily want a deep friendship, I care too much about what others think of me, I overthink basically every situation Iβm in, if thereβs one person in a group Iβm hanging out with that I donβt vibe with I usually just curl up into a ball and just sit there silently, and little random things that would be nothing to a chilled out person really bother me.
Basically what Iβm asking is how the fuck do I become a more chill person? Iβve realized that Iβve just been sabotaging my social life for the past 21 years and Iβm sick of it. I just joined my colleges club crew team and am yet again going to have the opportunity to make new friends with a group of people who are already familiar with each other, and I really donβt want to fuck it up.
Any advice on how to act on my behavior and what I can do to improve it is appreciated, no matter how harsh it is.
Edit: I should add that Iβm not a loner. I have a girlfriend whoβve Iβve dated for over a year and I have a few close friends back home, but Iβm really bad at meeting new people.
Two Indiana profiles in the same day?
Andrew's is a public photo and he doesn't work at an ad agency. Production crew members work for production companies. He may be credited online in any spots he's shot for the agency, but that doesn't mean he works there. That's not how it works. Agencies don't have camera guys sitting around on staff.
Sean's photo is from a public photoshoot, and while I haven't actually seen that specific photo, I can only assume it's online somewhere? Idk the fact these popped up on the same day and they're both in Indiana (and if we look at where amber and jade are in Indiana, they're close) seems....not real. I'm sorry guys.
Edit: I didn't recognize the verified thing for Sean (I've never been on tinder, my bad). In that case that's so slimy he used one of those photos. I still have doubts Andrew works at RPA but I guess that takes a a lot of air out of my conspiracy theory. Putting the tin foil hat away now.
My mom has an 11 year old dog (Lab mix) who's in remission from lymphoma, but still loves to romp and play, at least for a little while. She's always had Irish Setters, 1 or 2 at a time, but her last Setter died a few years ago of old age, and now she just has her rescue mutt.
Mom turned 70 at the beginning of the year.
I'm newly finding out she's picking up an 8-week-old Australian Shepherd puppy from a breeder at the end of the week. I have my own < 2 year old Labrador I got at 8 weeks, so she calls me with questions ... And then immediately gets weird and defensive when I answer them, based on my experiences (two puppies raised from 8 weeks in the past 10 years, both Labs).
Like, she plans on at least nominally crate training, but intends to sleep with the dog in bed with her from day 1. "Okay, but you will have accidents." "No, as soon as I notice him stirring I'll take him outside." "That could be every hour, 24 hours a day, for the first week or two." "Bailey wasn't like that, he slept through the night from the very beginning, and never had accidents in the house."
Or, Parvo. "What, I can't take him outside?" "I didn't say that, I said, check with your vet." (Mine locally said Parvo wasn't a risk, there hadn't been any cases in over a decade, but I don't live on a cul-de-sac that backs to the woods, with no fence and all sorts of critters parading through regularly.) "You're taking all the fun out of having a puppy! But what do I know, five Irish Setters and Bailey..." "Look, just please talk to your vet." "Well, I won't see him until the puppy's been here a couple of weeks." "Call the office."
This is the same woman who called me asking what dog foods she should try with Bailey as he wasn't eating. "Why isn't he eating?" "Well, it's just really hot here." "It's been hot there for months. Did this just start?" "Yes, it's just the heat." (It wasn't the heat, it was the Stage Vb lymphoma, that was finally detected and treated when she finally listened to me and took the GD dog to the vet.)
Maybe her Bailey was the bestest dog ever (I know my Maynard was ;) ... but I also know after 8 years of awesome mellow Lab I forgot his first two years were spent being a land shark, eating everything, shredding books.)
It's just like, why do you bother calling to ask, when you're going to shoot down my every suggestion (all of which are based in literature, studies, etc). SMH.
"The audio trailer that leaked is from the first pass (the same as the images) - Both of which were not intended to be released to the public. Everyone needs to calm down.
This is why I'm disappointed it's leaked, because it's misleading, but I'd bet anyone $1000 it's real."
While this is cool and all, I expect something far different than this first version of the reveal trailer. Which is good! It means we might get a dun dun dun dun dun dun at the end :)
More precisely, a Finnish Hymn.
At work, Iβll get back to you
Took unit out of the box, put on desk, started fiddling with the shaft and there was a very strong dragging sensation along with a scraping sound coming from the drive. I can't imagine this is normal... waiting to power it on until I hear from support. Looks like I'm missing out on league night as my thrustmaster wheel was taken to bits for conversion to this SC2Pro :(
Edit, I powered on the wheel and it's making the same sound + sticking very noticeably both off and on. It's like a quieter version of this sound
Maybe I accidently ordered the "Gravel Devices" version instead of "Granite devices"
Vauh's recent segment on World War 2 casualties reminded me of this great podcast episode that broke down the scale of, how many people were killed or injured World War 2
A great but very sobering listen:
I feel like thatβs a big missed opportunity to have better build differentiation.
When done right, taming a bee can be a really simple, efficient process. However, if one does not make the necessary preparations, or have the right resources, breaking open the bee hive itself can be a huge ordeal, let alone actually taming the queen bee inside.
To put it simply, to tame a queen bee and get a personal beehive for yourself, you need to locate a wild bee hive and attack it until it is destroyed, using your own tools or tames. Once it is destroyed the queen bee herself will pop out. To tame the queen herself, she is a passive tame, meaning you must sneak up behind her and hand feed her kibble, rare flowers or meat. Once you do this enough times, you will have your own queen bee! from there you can pick her up as a hive item in your inventory and place it wherever you please.
However, there are a number of complications in this. While you are trying to destroy the hive, it will constantly bee spitting out "drone bees" which will defend the hive, attacking you and any tames involved. In addition those bees can also attack you, even if you are riding on a mount (except for dire bears).
Once you do crack the hive open, the queen bee herself is rather uncooperative. The queen bee hasn't been coded to be able to land, meaning she will fly constantly, quickly getting out of reach from the ground. In addition, the queen bee herself will start spitting out "drone bees" when you are in her vicinity, regardless of whether she can actually see you or not. (Luckily though, the drones will only attack you if they notice you nearby).
These complications mean, without proper preparations, taming a bee of your own can be one of the most irritating ordeals a survivor can undertake.
As shown in the spawn map below, bee hives spawn most regularly in the Redwood forest, and as a result, most people choose to find a bee hive there, to tame from. This is most people's first mistake.
A spawn map of wild bee hives taken from the ark wiki
This is many people's first mistake, while the Redwoods forest has the most bee hives of anywhere on the island, they generally spawn high up on the redwoods trees, in inacessible locations, making destroying them require powerful ranged weaponry with large supplies of ammunition, or specific tamed dinosaurs, such as pteranodons and dimorphod
... keep reading on reddit β‘If you ask me, all the snarky takes about how the Snyder Cut will suck and how anyone whoβs excited for it is an idiot are pretty annoying. Iβm not even a Zack Snyder fan, nor do I think the Snyder Cut will be particularly good, but Iβm tired of seeing the same Internet comments and articles about how dumb and βtoxicβ they think the whole thing is. Why not just let people look forward to something that theyβre interested in?
Even though I donβt have high expectations for the quality of the Snyder Cut, Iβm still glad itβs getting released. I think itβs great that Snyder was allowed to finish a movie that he was forced to leave after a family tragedy. Besides, the Snyder Cut movement helped raise money for suicide prevention. Being snarky and negative about the whole thing just seems unnecessary.
... Guys I'm so happy to see us bond again like the borthers (and sisters) we areππΌπ€ BUT let us all not forget these things during dips and corrections. We're an amazing community, but we all have to be 100% confident in Safemoon and hold the line even in bad times so we can arrive to the farthest moon in the universeππππππ
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