Oh, I know. But there's also this image of people sitting around in them for ages and ages, likely unwashed, letting their jibblies fester in the folds of sweaty cotton.
Went out and bought myself a new keyboard and mouse today. Taking an all nighter at a friends place, just pwning noobs at Dota. Might break my no spliffy during the bachelor rule though
I regularly wear them to the grocery store. This strangely coincides with a much higher frequency of cashiers addressing me in English as if I'm an outsider.
Oh, I know. But there's also this image of people sitting around in them for ages and ages, likely unwashed, letting their jibblies fester in the folds of sweaty cotton.
It's a dumpy casual dining chain that you find in depressed or lifeless towns with nothing else going on, and the idea being you go there because you've given up any hope or aspiration in life to try anything more exciting than that.
It's a dumpy casual dining chain that you find in depressed or lifeless towns with nothing else going on, and the idea being you go there because you've given up any hope or aspiration in life to try anything more exciting than that.
Outdoor furniture can be very aspirational. However, that usually involves coatracks and meat hooks for displaying the corpses of your vanquished enemies from the top of a hill -- which is a rather narrow market outside of Somalia and Mexico right now.