Sorry for the nine month old answer, but “akimbo” describes limbs that are spread and/or tilt backwards (even if only slightly) at the joint, like a gecko’s do.
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Bizarrely, it was the store brand from Rewe, if you’re in Germany
Yeah, most people have to occasionally hurt others, though I’m not sure how they feel about it.
I believe that some people cannot coexist with others without being hurt (eg. imprisoned), but I don’t relish the thought, especially not in the context of war. If I could choose, I’d institute a gift-based Potlach system (but I have no real enforcement mechanism without violence, so…).
To be clear, I’m not being judgmental about this, I don’t think anyone should be judged for their thoughts, I just don’t have those thoughts.
I had a smoked salmon substitute like that. The textural resemblance was unsettling
That doesn’t identify a brand, making it less effective communication.
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Hey, this is also not a personal attack. I don’t know if I’m the outlier here or not, but I figured I’d mention it and others can weigh in.
I don’t get the urge to hurt people, not that I don’t hurt people, but it’s unintentional or uncomfortable for me. I get the urge to prove people wrong, but I only feel dread when I need to hurt people (not harm them, but I’m a teacher, so I have to have tough conversations with students sometimes).
If you get the urge to hurt people, vote this comment down, if you don’t, vote it up.
I’ve been a server at multiple types of establishment in multiple countries. The only time anyone ever fucked with someone’s food/drink, it was because the customer had jumped one of the servers in the restaurant the week before and beaten the shit out of them.
Then I probably wouldn’t go, but I don’t go and not tip because the menu is expensive.
Sounds lovely.
They still put the effort in. If it’s sloppy or poorly made and the bars not busy, I don’t get another one.
Plus, I’ll tip $1-2 for a fancy cocktail even if the service is crappy, because those take time to make, so I don’t really need to know what the service is like ahead of time unless it’s incredible. This sounds like it wasn’t though.
Pistachio ice cream was never red afaik, just the plain/salted nuts in shell. They also used to be way more expensive, so I only remember seeing them a couple times. I mostly just remember the color of my fingers after eating them.
It’s also about ten years out of date, 25 year olds today probably wouldn’t recognize this
I always just assumed it was hard for the rest of your penis’ life, and after a certain point without adequate blood flow…
You can do that at a regular restaurant, too (without being an asshole), if you’re working on something or an EMT on duty or something like that. Just tell them what’s up ahead of time, don’t do it on a Saturday night if possible, and be prepared to tip a lot on a relatively small bill.
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8·14 days agoI can’t imagine that working out great for Gazans. Maybe Russia?
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2·15 days agoI’d probably choose the cane over the shoes, too
No, that was the one example that I had considered and that was the rest of my original comment, but the production of defensive chemicals to the smell of damage in neighbors isn’t (afaik) universal among plants, and I’d be interested in whether the plants that we eat have that ability.





I sat in a German emergency room for about eight hours total with a broken eye socket and radius for initial diagnosis and treatment a couple of years ago, and the only inquiry into my ability to manage the pain was one doctor asking if I had paracetamol at home right before I left. When I said I did, the doctor nodded and left the room.
In fairness to them, it was a Sunday and they wanted to do a full scan of my head (it wasn’t an MRI and I don’t think it was an X-ray, but I don’t remember what it was called- it looked like an MRI machine, just giant) and I needed to have a bunch of different types of doctor check me out. I was also able to manage the pain and didn’t actually need painkillers, but I was really surprised they didn’t at least check in about it.