We got a long well.
Because they were standing there Friesian.
Theyβre always encouraging me to take whisks.
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And now the best part-. Any time a character in any show does something unexpected, I say the same thing, to the MANY groans and protestations of my kids.
It's great.
Because he needed to get his acetone.
The ruler.
It was really in tents
Because they always Pootin !
Windshield vipers!
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How do you sleep at night?
Well dam
He's not a ruler.
TIL that batteries were bipolar. We should be considering making batteries with seroquel or zyprexa instead.
After four days of nothing to eat I was delirious from starvation. In my desperation I went hunting for the first thing that looked remotely appetizing. Soon I stumbled upon an indigenous macaque, and with a focused throw of my spear I skewered it in one hit.
Only half the battle was over, though. I had no idea what to do with this corpse. I've cooked easy things like beef, poultry, and pork but never a monkey. Fortunately, a wandering traveler came by, so I asked him how I should prepare it. He said, "That's easy. Just boil the monkey. Nice and fast." Then he left.
While it did sound easy, boiled meat usually doesn't taste good. However, another wandering traveler soon meandered by, so I asked him what to do. He said, "If you're patient and want good flavor, slowly spit roast the monkey over a fire." He then walked away.
That sounded much better, but I was too hungry to wait that long. As fate would have it, a third wandering traveler sauntered by, so I asked for his advice. He said, "If you're pressed for time but still want something delicious, then skin the monkey, render its fat, and deep fry the meat in its own fat." He went on his way.
I had three unique options to pick from, and while I hadn't immediately chosen one I definitely learned something new:
There's no wrong way to eat a rhesus.
Heβs now referred to as Saint Nickel-less.
Friday
One.
But thatβs a whisk Iβm willing to take.
The ruler
Jim was a sculptor; one day he wanted to prove his skills and decided to enter competitions. He found one where a millionaire has asked people to build a statue of an ant with two conditions: the ant should have toes and it should be as tall as possible. Jim spent some time planning, creating prototypes and eventually narrowed it down to two entries when suddenly the millionaire has bankrupted. The only business of them that didnβt disappear was a dairy farm, so the reward for winning the competition was changed to a lifetime supply of milk from that place. Hearing that Jim decided to participate with the smaller of his two statues of ants with toes.
β That will lower your chances to win, why on earth would you do that? - asked his friend.
β I just realised it. Iβ¦ - Jim hesitated - β¦lack toes in taller ant.
The next day, the janitor had to clean up a bunch of ducked tape.
He really wished theyβd had the balls to play the normal way.
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Edit: ooooo! Thanks for the awards! I appreciate it! =D
They were probably stuck in the high seas.
They call him the Sysco Kid
A ruler.
Me to my wife(While holding a 12β ruler from my daughterβs back-to-school supplies): You know, I read an article today they arenβt going to be making these rulers any βlonger.β
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Comet
I replied "we're penneless."
To be fair they are in short supply.
It can write other words as well.
Thatβs why I keep my wife well supplied with lots of hottea.
The ruler.
We got a long well.
Supplies!
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We got a long well.
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We got a long well.
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