My father: what's that they say? Don't look a dead horse in the mouth? Me: that would be gift. Gift horse. Dad: huh, guess that does have a different meaning.
Six years ago, sled dog Blowhole (allegedly) ate the brake lines off our truck, causing it to malfunction on the highway. Today, Outside magazine published an investigation into whether he really did it. www.outsideonline.com/outdoor-adve...
Who is that?
The King of England lies dying and one of his sons has been exiled. A princess has vanished. Plague stalks the land and the Treasury has been plundered. NOW is the time for strange women lying in ponds to distribute swords to form the basis of government.
"And those who are not here… be they sleeping or doing something else, they will feel themselves sort of crappy!"
The other site has clearly lost population when none of my old West Coast friends are there going, "Earthquake?"
Ooh, those are cool.