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Polymath. Bad in math. Collecting mechanical calculators, likes subtractive manufacturing of wooden implements. Eat the rich. Don’t forget the fiber, danger of constipation. Learn. Get people to learn. By all means. All!

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Combo washer dryer are never as good as two decent machines. Empiric fact.

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I recently found an old letter from my grandpa to my grandma during the war in Old German handwriting. A lot of spikes. Decided to learn to read it. Nice journey, I recommend. (Not necessarily old GERMAN handwriting, but, you now, old handwriting in your mother tongue).

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If it’s so expensive, open an onlyfans account for that cute little thing, tadaa, money. Work it, lil hippo, work it!

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He forgot far down left “Warriors of the World” from Manowar

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Every one is talking about that koala, but is that snake a Taipan by any chance?

(Nah, it isn’t.)

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Since I ordered sheep’s wool bed blankets for my wife and me, I really can relate.

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I see many Japanese wood planers from above.

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What’s it with the hipster whippets these days? Our neighbor down the street is a hunter /ranger and adopted a whippet (mixed breed I presume) he’s happily hunting with his other, much larger dogs & is the most buff whippet I’ve ever seen. I imagine him as the butch & dominant boyfriend of the hipsters.

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I became whippet, destroyer of carpets.

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When we lived in turkey 1982, my father was building a dam, we had a turtle masked “Mathilda”, she loved clover blossoms and wasn’t exactly small. One afternoon my mom had made her toenails with red nail polish. She was sitting there and reading the papers while my father and I were watching the turtle, coming like that picture here veeeery slowly for her toes. What can I say? Turtle bites, mother screams, we laugh, turtle flies, we still laugh, mother curses like a sailor. Turtle ok. Mother not so much.

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