The UK's pretty crap when it comes to extreme weather. I mean sometimes it can rain... very hard indeed, but that's about as exciting as our weather gets.
That's how I feel about Arizona. It's hot in the summer, end of story. A couple annual fires, sometimes bad, but there's not enough greenery in the actual city that it affects me.
I take the family up there yearly, just to get some pine trees and snow in our lives, but I wouldn't want to spend any actual time up there. I'm perfectly fine in my grid-city.
I may be moving to Phoenix within the year or so. I spent a fair amount of time in the Scottsdale area, or Biltmore/Arcadia. I think. I don’t know the city that well. But I’m in Flag a lot and love it.
Small world. I grew up in the Arcadia area, off of something like 44th street and Indian School. Or 40th street. I don't remember, but right around there.
My girlfriend lives near 28th and Camelback. My daughter is in Flag. My stepson in Tucson. That’s why I’m likely to move
TMW you're writing, and your MC finally asks his girlfriend to marry him, and you sit back and think "yay, he finally asked!" Five seconds later, your computer randomly shuts off, and you aren't sure if it saved or not. (It did, thankfully) I actually thought that was pretty funny though. The computer either doesn't want them to get engaged, or it can't take the emotion
That Moment When you’re trying to find out what to call the blanket thing mothers carry their babies in (as in, a shroud/blanket containing the baby the mothers wear over their backs) but you are afraid that Google is going to assume you actually **have a child** and start giving you baby coupons in the mail, or recommend baby care sites. I’m not a new father, Google, I’m trying to find the specific terminology! >:[
Red Indians called it a papoose - I've no idea what its called these days (eta google says its a 'baby sling' )
Papoose, as mentioned above, or possibly swaddling, or "incognito" or "private browsing", or whatever you usually use when you're reloading the [redacted] with a list of [redacted] stars who are no longer among the living for a little "executive time." Seriously, Link, for someone as concerned about having your tracks followed as you seem to be, you really need to learn some basic track-covering skills.
Just out of interest, how exactly do you know that you're not a new father? Storks have been known to have faulty GPS...
Unless a certain infant with a lightining shaped scare on his head plops on my front doorsteps, I think I’m OK.
You realise too much[ redacted] can make you go [redacted] I have far worse in my search history, such as [redacted], [redacted] or even [redacted]. Just google it link, one search won't make a difference amongst the rest of your history
A freind of mine who's a casualty [that's ER to the americans] nurse told me about a couple (both guys) who tried to use a crisp packet and a rubber band. Apparently it came off halfway through and they had to go to hospital to get it removed
There is a video (not going to disclose where), of a person having a dildo surgically removed from their ass. Seems some need to tie a leash to their toys so they don't get lost or stuck.
my University friend Goof (his real name was gareth, its a long story) once shoved a salt cellar up his arse for a bet ... like you do. He had to have it removed by our campus nurse. Olive oil and a rubber glove I understand. We told him some people pay good money for that sort of thing. I guess he really needed my twenty quid.... shame I didnt actually have twenty quid when i made the bet (but then I didnt really think he'd do it) Thinking about it on another occasion Goof also needed a stomach pump after he tipped two ashtrays into his half drunk pint and necked the lot. He was normally a reasonable guy but the words "I bet you won't..." were like a red rag to a bull.
I haven't worn a condom for years. Back then they weren't reversible, you had to guess, like hot and cold tap, the same principle.