

No more or less flawless than windows, Android, or the iOS stuff.
It’s different flaws.


No more or less flawless than windows, Android, or the iOS stuff.
It’s different flaws.


No, no, that’s the right image for sure, and my penis says you are a bad person for thinking otherwise. Mind you, he’s a real dickhead
Belly rubs, stat!
I see a belly like that and I just want to pet it
That could be my happy place


That was my thought too. If it had that, it would have everything I want a phone to have. On paper at least, things don’t always match spec lists


It is when they’re acting as a police force.


Pfft, that’s target practice
Goats are so fun.
I’ve never had any myself, which may be why I think of them being fun first, but they are a riot
Someone needs pats, stat


Good fences do help make good neighbors. And, good neighbors can obviously make a good fence even better.
It has definitely been a goal. How far they’ll get with legislators against them, I dunno. But it’s what Pinchai and the people in control wanted because they think it’s part of what made Apple powerful


I hope to fuck not.


Please, no.
He is such a douche bag, and a lot of his fan base is too.
I mean, us cripples aren’t all united in it being a slur.
To the contrary, there’s a growing number that embrace it because it doesn’t downplay how serious many disabilities can be.
I mean, us cripples aren’t all united in it being a slur.
To the contrary, there’s a growing number that embrace it because it doesn’t downplay how serious many disabilities can be.
I could get across it on my cane, but I know way more people that need one that couldn’t
Which is my way of backing up what you said, with clarification that not everyone on a cane is exactly the same, what with some people looking at canes as less serious of a medical device than walkers. I mean, I guess that’s true to a minor extent, but there’s a ton of overlap where a person could use either one equally well.
Could be! I just thought I saw dong.
I’ve been around cows, steer, and bulls, but not enough to notice that kind of difference at a glance in a low res pic. Hell, probably wouldn’t catch that kind of thing in high def tbh.
Come to think of it though, older cows aren’t usually taken to shows, at least not around here.
They be going to a livestock show.
If you’ve never been to one, they are more fun, but way smellier, than you’d think.
In smaller, local shows, chances are good you’ll get to pet some of the critters once they’ve been judged. I highly recommend petting any cattle, goats, and horses that you’re allowed to.
Pigs, less so. Even the spoiled rotten ones are prone to squealing randomly, and it is ear splitting.
If you’re lucky, someone local will have less common stuff like emus or alpaca. Pet the mammals, don’t go near the dinosaurs. Not that emu are any more prone to biting/pecking than alpacas (though they can be) it’s more than emu don’t have a throttle. Whatever they do, they do it hard. Well, in my limited experience anyway.
But don’t ever just assume you’re allowed to approach and touch the animals. You can ask, but adept accept the more probable no with a smile. Not all critters handle strangers well, even if they’re very socialized. Some of the humans just don’t like strangers touching their animals. Sometimes it’s show policy.
I think that cow is being used in the generic, and inaccurate, sense of being synonymous with cattle.
I’m fairly sure those are steer, not cows.
It’s not so much the foods, though both were amazing cooks in their own ways, with some amazing standards meals they’d turn out. It’s them making it that really hits as a loss.
Both of them contributed to me learning how to cook, and in some ways I ended up improving on what I learned from them by virtue of having both.
But, if I had to nail down one specific meal/dish from each that I miss the hell out of, I think my paternal grandmother’s breakfasts are the most missed of hers. The woman could put on a spread! Eggs, grits, sausage, liver mush, biscuits, red-eye gravy, with her home made jams and jellies. Gods, you want to talk about feeding an army, when all of us grandkids would stay over at once, there would be her, my grandfather, one uncle, and eleven kids ranging from toddlers to teenagers at one point.
And she never missed a step, while doing it all with us young’ns under foot. She was damm fine baker, and a master of country cooking/soul food, but her breakfasts were next level.
My maternal grandmother could do that kind of cooking too, though not as well. Where she was a standout was with more of the suburban American cuisine. The roasts and casseroles and traditional holiday meals. I think those holiday meals are what I miss most, though her meatloaf and spaghetti were both amazeballs. My grandfather was a hunter, so some kind of bird would be featured often, be it goose, duck, or turkey. Sometimes as the only meat source, sometimes alongside a store bought turkey if a lot of the more distant family was showing up.
Even after she decided she was done babysitting a bird and my uncle took over that part with a deep fryer, her sides still wreck those I’ve had with other people. Sweet potatoes, three-bean salad, seven layer salad, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, deviled eggs, asparagus, peas, all kinds of options, sometimes with all of those, plus others, plus desserts. Most of the veggies were from their garden, though they would be home canned fur Christmas, and some would be for Thanksgiving.
It wasn’t that any given item was so good (though they were), it’s that all of everything either made was so consistently amazing. Never a flop, never a dud.