That was the next morning, when she just so happened to decide to wear her яↄм top.
That was the next morning, when she just so happened to decide to wear her яↄм top.
The comic is very America-centric if you look at the problems mentioned in totality.
I can’t imagine discovering my own daughter dead in an oven. I don’t think I’d ever recover.
Now try the Welsh name for it: Swydd Gaerwrangon.
I suppose no one’s thought of “abracatabra” yet?
Man in the last panel: “what were you talking about again?”
If I took a shot every time someone said “language evolves” on Lemmy, I’d be fucking dead.
I don’t think you could get the speakers of all the European languages to agree on which one is normal.
You should clarify that you have to use a particular kind of bleach heavily diluted, and that it’s only common practice in the Americas.
Many of us aren’t American. The assumption that we are remains an annoyance on this website.
The comic is obviously of a theatre reproduction of the event.