

I also want tepid, at least in colder months. In the summer, I want cold. In August, I don’t even turn the hot tap on.
I also want tepid, at least in colder months. In the summer, I want cold. In August, I don’t even turn the hot tap on.
It makes me feel like an old fashioned sitcom dad, because I fully believe it could be a healthy and positive thing for individuals and the group dynamic, but I don’t want any part of it.
If you get a bunch of adults who agree to participate in a high school attractiveness contest, don’t leave them alone with high schoolers.
This sounds like an actual nightmare
I don’t really understand song lyrics (rap’s generally easier to understand, but not Eminem, lol), so that’s the first time I realized how it goes and I strongly identify with this.
My parents were both born in 1950, and one of my aunts was born five years earlier. I know those are literally two different generations, but also figuratively. My parents’ favorite musicians were Eric Clapton and Donovan, and my aunt’s was Elvis, the latter of which seemed unbearably old fashioned to me as a kid (and I was born about 30 years after Clapton and Donovan became relevant, but they were still at least enjoyable to listen to even when I was very young).
They really just folded that snake up