Also, I am no Tesla fan, and think Elon can go fuck himself, but most modern EVs have Pedestrian crash avoidance (PCAM). Should be standard on all new car by now, but will be shortly, at least in California.
The only thing they’ve done is shot down rockets.
as an Italian
Is a clear example of the appeal to authority fallacy.
I am calm. Just tired of persistent food bullies in my culture. Maybe that exhaustion was misdirected.
Have a good day.
Have you ever had prosciutto with melon? (Prosciutto e Melone: An extremely common Italian dish of salty ham with sweet fruit)
You might be Italian. Which is irrelevant. But you are also an idiot. I’m also Italian. Doesn’t make me an authority on any food item. Being a smug purist about food is so embarrassing. I hate when my Italian family acts like bullies about what’s proper regarding food.
My grandpa use to say dumb Italian bullshit rules about food like you. He’d say “dairy and seafood can never go together.” Well he sure liked lox on bagels.
This shit needs to stop. You dopey boomers are cringe. You need to go.
Now excuse me while I got make a cappuccino for dessert after dinner with my Lelit GiuliettaX, shitting on you divas who believe in old timey wives tales.
You ancient fucks: “Dairy after dinner is bad for digestion”
Proceeds to eat gelato
You make no sense.
Bark collars are mean I guess, maybe, but so is depriving an entire neighborhood of peace and rest. At that point the bark collar is much lesser of two evils. There’s zero excuse to allow a dog to bark all day and night in a residential area.
Under his lead. You are being pedantic. It was part of his states goals and platform. And his party overwhelmingly voted for it.
Obama doubled the amount of border patrol agents. Which seems like a much better use of money than a wall, at least according to… the border patrol.
I like to get new phones a lot. It’s something I use constantly for work etc. And I like the resell value of iPhones.
Crawling over the wall my crib, and letting myself down, placing my feet between the vertical slats. I was two years old. I remember being two when we moved into our new home, after that, and I had a regular bed there. The new neighbor, when we moved in, asked me how old I was. And said “I’m two.”
I just started selling them drugs, and told them we use signal now.
Because I’m here (see username)
Dude Turkish sweets are the sweetest. Baklava (which I love btw) is literally soaking in syrup.