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I would definitely try that game.

Fascists always eat each other.

To back you up, WD40 stands for Water Displacer, 40th try.

While it does kind of lubricate, that isn't what it's meant for, and the leftover ingredients will not keep it lubricated long and possibly cause more damage in the long run.

WD40 to help restore motion to the joint, then clean, then oil. Or just oil if it moves easily.

Repeated concussions will do that to almost any crowd.

Well maybe don't ignore it.

It's a horror story to most women; maybe try engaging with it and see why it's horrifying.

All that said I haven't watched much of it either, so don't think I'm preaching at you.

The paradox of tolerance.

You cannot tolerate those who will not tolerate others. Those acting in bad faith will always work to tear down.

Hour by hour, my job evolved from taking calls from clients who owed us money, to then answering questions from agents who weren't as skilled at it as I was.

In the process of being promoted, I was asked to join a daily meeting of over 100 people talking about the issues affecting our department.

Once in a great while, something came up in that meeting that gave me the heads up to prevent chaos in our department and stress to members.

There's a whole shitload of cogs turning in modern corporations. There's also a huge danger of people leaving and nobody understanding why the cogs are there.

That's one hell of a headline.

I don't know the why but the first thing I said when I found out was "Polonium".

When I was in my mid 30s, a cute young 24 year old online started hitting on me.

Turned out she had three kids with three different dads and the most recent one was in jail for domestic abuse.

I still almost went for it though. Problem is my life was in the shitter and couldn't even afford to fly down or for her up to see me.

We were 'together' for about six months when I wised up and broke it off.

Soup(ply) / planner / propaganda here.

Can you explain the refrain in the rain?