Ladies first except:
Approaching the dance floor. The gentleman goes first (he is clearing the path).
Alighting from a car. It comes from the days of getting out of a carriage first in case the horses startle.
Climbing stairs. Gentleman goes first on the way up to void the aforementioned butt...
Let me clarify that I don't intend to say that women were less likely to be assaulted back in the day (or that they were assaulted politely). The idea is that the rules might have been intended, in some way, or have had the unintended effect of keeping males visible, less threatening and supervised.
“A woman will never face a more dangerous situation than when she is out on a date with a man.”
— Louis CK
A woman approaches an office building door, her purse in one hand and a carrier of three Starbucks coffees in the other. At the same time, a man approaches the same door, hands free, in...
+1 for the Neti Pot. Just rinses the gunk out of your face. Instant relief.
But I've had this stupid cough hanging on since before Christmas. Just this ridiculous tickle all the time. I guess it's part and parcel of the strain going around.
I went to the specific page where the jacket is listed, highlighted the web address in the browser address bar, copied it and pasted it here. Then dragged the image from the listing to my desktop to save it, and dragged it back into the posting box here to post it. It's as simple as that.
I'm guess your computer has memorized all your passwords and that's a security setting you've ticked or failed to tick. Although if there was no login screen at all, that's alarming.
I've had few, if any, troubles with the things I've bought and sold there as far as buyers or sellers being dishonest. But I've stopped selling due to the impossibility of realizing any kind of profit. In 2015 I sold a brand new jacket which was retail worth nearly a grand for less than $300. By...
I really can't thank my mom enough, may she rest in peace, for making sure I knew how to do all this stuff on my own. It has made any woman in my life grateful.
As children, we played "cigarette tag," in which the person who was "it" tried to tag you before you quickly squatted and called out the name of a cigarette brand. No brand could be called out twice, and even as kids, we knew enough brand names to keep playing several rounds. Eventually, you ran...
Cigarettes are great props in real life, giving you something to do with your hands. They're also a thing to share with another. "Here, let's share this custom a moment."
Once you've gotten past your body's natural rejection of the smoke, the smoke, and the act of smoking, is truly relaxing...
I just discovered this. At least on my set up (Macbook Pro / Safari), just drag and drop the image from your computer into the thread posting box. Choose "full size." DONE.
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