acishere
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So how much extra air should I let out of the footballs to make up for the conditions?We're finally getting rain today - it's supposed to be really raining hard during the Pats game.
*dodges objects Nemo throws at me*
So how much extra air should I let out of the footballs to make up for the conditions?We're finally getting rain today - it's supposed to be really raining hard during the Pats game.
So how much extra air should I let out of the footballs to make up for the conditions?
*dodges objects Nemo throws at me*
There are a bunch of college students who will play a drinking game where they drink every time Ballgazi (I'm sick of adding Gate to everything) is mentioned. They will be hospitalized during halftime.
Snow is my favorite way to watch a football game.I love sloppy football conditions.
The perks of living next door to Storm from XMen.Actually, the best way to watch football is when it's snowing, both during the game and where you are, while you're sitting in a nice, warm house with Christmas decorations. But then once the game is over, all the snow that came down can melt. It's a pretty realistic situation, isn't it?
Just make sure you get on her good side, or your driveway will need to be shoveled three times a day, even during the summer.The perks of living next door to Storm from XMen.
On a beach, virgin daiquiri in hand, eyes closed, and the volume off ... is my favourite way.Snow is my favorite way to watch a football game.
On a beach, virgin daiquiri in hand, eyes closed, and the volume off ... is my favourite way.
I have Mike.No surfer dude?
Do you want me to set him up with surfing lessons?I have Mike.
She was trying to suck out the baby's lifeforce.I forgot to share this lovely story from our last day at Disney. While waiting for the boat to take us from DTD back to POFQ, we were in line behind two separate families from the UK.
One of the families had a beautiful little baby girl, not newborn, but for sure less than a year old.
The other family had a beautiful old Nan, reminding me of my own.
Well, they got to talking and the Nan looked at the baby and said, "It's been so long since I've held a wee one. May I?"
The mom immediately agreed and handed the baby over.
The first thing that Nan did was bury her face in the baby's neck and inhale deeply. (Gosh, there's nothing sweeter smelling than a clean baby.) And then she laid her powder soft cheek against the baby's perfect cheek.
I nearly wept on the spot.
(And then a minute or two later, the baby "made strange" and had to be returned to her mom.)
She was trying to suck out the baby's lifeforce.
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