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The rising popularity of analingus is a leading indicator that western society is plunging into a harmful period of excessive decadence
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Some of the Zero beer are not bad Scrag.I'd never be friends with someone who drinks decaf or light beer

The rising popularity of analingus is a leading indicator that western society is plunging into a harmful period of excessive decadence








I had to look up that word. I don’t think you need the ‘excessive’ when describingThe rising popularity of analingus is a leading indicator that western society is plunging into a harmful period of excessive decadence
.Cats are a big one. Doesn't impress me when I'm woken by cats fighting or playing leapfrog at 3am.Gremlins who dump rubbish, don't clean up after their dog or return shopping cart trolleys need to be lined up and sho... sternly lectured
And * you to the people who let their cats roam killing birds and wildlife
How could you forget Colons as one of the past greatsWhy can't I find the following players on the club website or any AFL media?!
Daniels
McCrae
Keith
Baku
O'Neil
Van Der Mier
Gardiner
BF posters imply they exist. Like Jim Edmonds, Ryan Hargraves and Tory Dixon...
Oh my god. The law is keep left unless overtaking FFS.People driving slowly in the right lane.
In my younger corporate days in the big smoke, I had a period of time where I used to enter a lift and face everyone, making eye contact with as many people as possible, and smiling the whole time.
Virtually everyone looked down or away, and shifted the weight between their feet uncomfortably, or shuffled whatever they were holding in their hands.
Anyone that entered on floors where I didn't need to exit, I offered to press their floor button for them.
Other than that, I followed your etiquette to a T.
Not sure many of my fellow travellers enjoyed my behaviour (well, there was one young lady, but that's a long story...)
I miss those days.
I've also forgotten where I was going with this reply...
Oh well, is it round 23 yet?
Morons in trucks racing all the way up the Pentlands doing 60kph in both lanes are a much bigger scourge than the occasional idiot tourist on the way to Soverignn Hill plodding along in the right hand lane. The latter you can usually drive around without issue. The former. Not so much.You should try commuting regularly on the Western Hwy between Ballarat and Melbourne.
The number of people who sit in the right lane doing 100 (or less) in a 110 zone with no vehicles ahead of them in either lane...
I'm guessing some of them are international tourists, but surely the expectation is you comply with local road rules?
Regardless of whether tourists or ignorant locals, my high beam, horn and friendly advice are often required to be engaged so they are better informed.![]()
Think Hep-A, which some people refer to in code as long covid.I had to look up that word. I don’t think you need the ‘excessive’ when describing.
This right here is half the reason I haven't moved to Queensland from the icey-cold hellscape that is Victoria in winter.No bulldog games in Qld for the past 2 years. Come on AFL what the hell.
Thanks for posting that btw. I'm using some of those.....I've given up worrying about the grammar, spelling, lack of paragraphs, etc in posts.
I still enjoy this though (malapropisms get a good workout on BF too!):
• An Oxford comma walks into a bar where it spends the evening watching the television, getting drunk, and smoking cigars.
• A dangling participle walks into a bar. Enjoying a cocktail and chatting with the bartender, the evening passes pleasantly.
• A bar was walked into by the passive voice.
• An oxymoron walked into a bar, and the silence was deafening.
• Two quotation marks walk into a “bar.”
• A malapropism walks into a bar, looking for all intensive purposes like a wolf in cheap clothing, muttering epitaphs and casting dispersions on his magnificent other, who takes him for granite.
• Hyperbole totally rips into this insane bar and absolutely destroys everything.
• A question mark walks into a bar?
• A non sequitur walks into a bar. In a strong wind, even turkeys can fly.
• Papyrus and Comic Sans walk into a bar. The bartender says, "Get out -- we don't serve your type."
• A mixed metaphor walks into a bar, seeing the handwriting on the wall but hoping to nip it in the bud.
• A comma splice walks into a bar, it has a drink and then leaves.
• Three intransitive verbs walk into a bar. They sit. They converse. They depart.
• A synonym strolls into a tavern.
• At the end of the day, a cliché walks into a bar -- fresh as a daisy, cute as a button, and sharp as a tack.
• A run-on sentence walks into a bar it starts flirting. With a cute little sentence fragment.
• Falling slowly, softly falling, the chiasmus collapses to the bar floor.
• A figure of speech literally walks into a bar and ends up getting figuratively hammered.
• An allusion walks into a bar, despite the fact that alcohol is its Achilles heel.
• The subjunctive would have walked into a bar, had it only known.
• A misplaced modifier walks into a bar owned by a man with a glass eye named Ralph.
• The past, present, and future walked into a bar. It was tense.
• A dyslexic walks into a bra.
• A verb walks into a bar, sees a beautiful noun, and suggests they conjugate. The noun declines.
• A simile walks into a bar, as parched as a desert.
• A gerund and an infinitive walk into a bar, drinking to forget.
• A hyphenated word and a non-hyphenated word walk into a bar and the bartender nearly chokes on the irony.
Make the kid thing December an February - can’t mess up the Spring CarnivalAnd you young 'uns out there. Shopping is not a leisure activity!
Word of advice (boys). Build into your marriage (is that still a thing) vows .... get it in writing ... that you are not required to accompany your other half shopping. That under no circumstances are you required to "check out" Ikea and that all children will be born between November and February. You can thank me later.
Dont fart in the liftDon’t press the close door button before everyone alights the lift.
Don’t enter the lift diagonally - keep your line.
Don’t let your kid press the floor button