Trying to clear out some closet space and soften the blow of my last mail day a bit. $10 for one item shipping cost to the great 48 but I can work with you on multiple items. Feel free to shoot over reasonable offers, especially if you want a few items.
Blues digital camo green and black - Reebox Premier XXL nwt $50SOLDBruins away white - Reebox Premier XXL nwt $30SOLDRangers Home Blue - Reebox Premier XXL nwt $30Toledo Walleye Zombie Night Trucker Cap - $28 shipped.SOLD- Detroit Vipers Away Bauer Replica XXL (fits more like a Reebok Premier XL) used $25
Here's the gallery https://imgur.com/a/GLlHy
All prices in USD and ship from St. Louis
Here are measurement details on the vipers jersey:
Sleeve width in middle: 10in Sleeve Length: 19in Torso Height: 21in from bottom of collar to bottom hem Torso Width: 26in from armpit to armpit
Here's a link to the measurement photos https://www.dropbox.com/sh/yn9dtyqi0g5bs5p/AABpeRv8Zps4Zvk0bEMhUxjta?dl=0
For over a decade, I've been reliving the year 2005. Each year – or rotation as I call the passing of every 365 days – the cycle begins anew. Same routines. Same troubles in the news. Same people around me.
The rotations don’t begin on January 1st like you might be expecting, but instead on Christmas Day – just before midnight. That was the night I performed the ritual for the creature – Mister Morgenstern. For a decade or more I’ve kept up my end of the bargain with Mister Morgenstern. But for some reason, this last rotation, this last Christmas, something went wrong.
If you haven’t guessed already, it was my wish that this limbo of 2005 repeat itself. For reasons I’ll get into later. I will say now that I had no choice. I had to do it. It was the best thing for everyone.
Don’t mistake this for a confession. I’m not confessing. I am not seeking forgiveness for what I’ve done, nor am I repenting. I am beseeching your understanding – whoever you are reading this. And perhaps, with what’s transpired, these posts are my last gasp at immortality.
Friday December 23rd
I meet my husband Josh at the First Cup coffee shop off Mavis. Like I do every December 23rd. Like every rotation before, he’s sitting by the window, wearing his crisp white button down with the ebony cufflinks I bought him for his 38th birthday. He’s also wearing his cornflower blue necktie, his sharkskin suit jacket draped along the shoulders of his chair. His winter coat is crumpled into an unsightly black mass on the seat next to him. There’s a tiny espresso cup, the china unstained – glistening on the table.
At 40 years old, he’s still as handsome as the dashing young defense attorney I fell in love with: square jaw, high cheekbones, fine roman nose, and the most irresistible emerald eyes. His hairline has receded, the flesh of his temples now exposed, forming a kind of widow’s peak, but I don’t mind. I’ve tried to find his balding pattern uncomely to spite him, but I’ve never found his appearance any less appealing over the years.
He looks up at me, regarding me with a put-on air of remorse. It worked the first time – brought me to my knees, in fact. This time I’d rather he just drop the pretense and get it over with. I know what I am to him this day: one more drawn-out inconvenience on an already busy afternoon.
“Thank you for coming,” he says, referring to the message he left on the answering machine two hours ago. After seven rotations I have the thing memorized, down to the fil
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We recommend feeding your African Dwarf Frogs a few (to several) different foods in rotation. This a good way to help them get their nutritional needs met. Some foods make a decent staple, like the frozen Mysis shrimp, packaged in the little cubes and found at many pet stores. Some are treat material, like frozen brine shrimp (found in the same type of cubed packaging at the pet store), and some provide the vitamins and minerals they might otherwise be missing in an all protein diet; like a pellet food formulated specifically for frogs.
Freeze-dried foods and Bloodworms:
These foods are not recommended. A quick google search will lead you down a rabbit hole of forum posts going back and forth, pro and against, these food items. The bottom line for us is that there is a possibility that these foods are commonly associated with internal damage and bloating, and with so many other options available, why chance it?
Frozen foods:
As mentioned above, you can usually locate a freezer in your local pet store that has a variety of frozen fish foods packaged in little cubes. You might be lucky enough to find these: Mysis shrimp, Brine shrimp, Daphnia, Blackworms, and Mosquito larvae. These are all decent staple foods, minus the Brine; which definitely has a bit of protein, but is reportedly missing some other things and therefore should be used as a treat of sorts, vs a staple. For example, I personally use it about every other evening when mine are sitting in the bowl and begging for another feed. In the morning I give my 10 ADFs one cube of thawed Mysis; and about every third day they get some crushed up pellets mixed in with either their Mysis or their Brine.
Pellet foods:
When choosing a pellet food, please consider the ingredients. Avoid any listing corn in the ingredients and/or any other vegetable matter. This can cause your frogs to have loose/runny bowel movements and nobody wants that, especially your frogs. You also want to avoid any listing copper and/or zinc high up in the ingredients list. If they are down toward the end of the list, they are minimal amounts and when used in rotation with other foods, shouldn’t be problematic. Here’s some good pellet options: https://www.joshsfrogs.com/pisces-frog-tadpole-food-1-2-oz.html
https://invertaquatics.com/products/frog-bites Here’s a lower quality pellet you MUST soak before feeding but is available at most pet stores: https://www.chewy.com/zoo-med-aquatic-frog-tadpole-food/dp/124345?utm_so
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Pilot on me!!
Dad jokes are supposed to be jokes you can tell a kid and they will understand it and find it funny.
This sub is mostly just NSFW puns now.
If it needs a NSFW tag it's not a dad joke. There should just be a NSFW puns subreddit for that.
Edit* I'm not replying any longer and turning off notifications but to all those that say "no one cares", there sure are a lot of you arguing about it. Maybe I'm wrong but you people don't need to be rude about it. If you really don't care, don't comment.
What did 0 say to 8 ?
" Nice Belt "
So What did 3 say to 8 ?
" Hey, you two stop making out "
I won't be doing that today!
For context I'm a Refuse Driver (Garbage man) & today I was on food waste. After I'd tipped I was checking the wagon for any defects when I spotted a lone pea balanced on the lifts.
I said "hey look, an escaPEA"
No one near me but it didn't half make me laugh for a good hour or so!
You take away their little brooms
There hasn't been a post all year!
This morning, my 4 year old daughter.
Daughter: I'm hungry
Me: nerves building, smile widening
Me: Hi hungry, I'm dad.
She had no idea what was going on but I finally did it.
Thank you all for listening.
It’s pronounced “Noel.”
After all his first name is No-vac
What, then, is Chinese rap?
Edit:
Notable mentions from the comments:
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Spanish/Swedish/Swiss/Serbian hits
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French/Finnish art
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Country/Canadian rap
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Chinese/Country/Canadian rock
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Turkish/Tunisian/Taiwanese rap
There hasn't been a single post this year!
(Happy 2022 from New Zealand)
Bob
Just to clarify, 12345678
Me grabbing a soda from my (what I thought was) half full 12pk...
Notices there's only 2;
Me: "Awe man... This is a damn bird box!" Her: "What the hell does that mean?!" Me: (Pulls both cans out & shows them to her) "It's only got Toucans."
I'm not ashamed to admit the look on her face was glorious.
I was just sitting there doing nothing.
For over a decade, I've been reliving the year 2005. Each year – or rotation as I call the passing of every 365 days – the cycle begins anew. Same routines. Same troubles in the news. Same people around me.
The rotations don’t begin on January 1st like you might be expecting, but instead on Christmas Day – just before midnight. That was the night I performed the ritual for the creature – Mister Morgenstern. For a decade or more I’ve kept up my end of the bargain with Mister Morgenstern. But for some reason, this last rotation, this last Christmas, something went wrong.
If you haven’t guessed already, it was my wish that this limbo of 2005 repeat itself. For reasons I’ll get into later. I will say now that I had no choice. I had to do it. It was the best thing for everyone.
Don’t mistake this for a confession. I’m not confessing. I am not seeking forgiveness for what I’ve done, nor am I repenting. I am beseeching your understanding – whoever you are reading this. And perhaps, with what’s transpired, these posts are my last gasp at immortality.
Friday December 23rd
I meet my husband Josh at the Second Cup coffee shop off Mavis. Like I do every December 23rd. Like every rotation before, he’s sitting by the window, wearing his crisp white button down with the ebony cufflinks I bought him for his 38th birthday. He’s also wearing his cornflower blue necktie, his sharkskin suit jacket draped along the shoulders of his chair. His winter coat is crumpled into an unsightly black mass on the seat next to him. There’s a tiny espresso cup, the china unstained – glistening on the table.
At 40 years old, he’s still as handsome as the dashing young defense attorney I fell in love with: square jaw, high cheekbones, fine roman nose, and the most irresistible emerald eyes. His hairline has receded, the flesh of his temples now exposed, forming a kind of widow’s peak, but I don’t mind. I’ve tried to find his balding pattern uncomely to spite him, but I’ve never found his appearance any less appealing over the years.
He looks up at me, regarding me with a put-on air of remorse. It worked the first time – brought me to my knees, in fact. This time I’d rather he just drop the pretense and get it over with. I know what I am to him this day: one more drawn-out inconvenience on an already busy afternoon.
“Thank you for coming,” he says, referring to the message he left on the answering machine two hours ago. After seven rotations I have the thing memorized, down to the fi
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