Not the fan of this particular drug humor. Thanks for the spoilers peeps. Carry on... (PM for explanation iyd)
That moment when YouTube and Google keep trying to show you the France v. Iceland highlights, despite knowing full well that you are an Iceland fan.
Tmw, at 62 years of age, my father starts texting me. Followed by tmw he sends a bunch of emojis then asks me "What in the ducking hell are these yellow things in the text?"
If I want to lose my feet at some point, then sure. I'll keep it in mind. Spoiler I live in Ireland. I know it's now spring, but it's not that warm yet.
I presume you would be referring to these weird items of clothing: ETA: I did actually wear sandals one winter, out in the snow. I had on my usual socks, plus some bed socks. It did the trick.
And specially wool socks. It's a funny thing that some baa-baa lawn movers are named by good wool. Merino sheeps. BUT How in a hell can those sheep afford having that king of wool clothing? Where they get the money to buy it? And the artisans who make those unique wool mess baa-baa suits?
Iceland... Let's see, they've got a population of like, seven, and they put their bankers in jail or something. Versus the cheese-eating surrender-monkeys. Yeah, I don't understand sport(s).
TMW you've thrown so many different things into the pan, you're no longer sure what the finished meal is actually called.
If it's got at least one vegetable, then it could technically be called a stir-fry. I like Okish, though.
And how Iceland Football National Team Was Selected... https://9gag.com/gag/arNKvpB/how-iceland-football-national-team-was-selected