I’m sure you’re referring to these Opalithplättchen, aren’t you?
Impressive that you could remember the name. I’m German and had to look it up since I never heard about Opalith before.
I’m sure you’re referring to these Opalithplättchen, aren’t you?
Impressive that you could remember the name. I’m German and had to look it up since I never heard about Opalith before.
Exactly! Bicycle pedals have a left-hand thread on the left-hand side and “normal” threads on the right-hand side.
In the plumbing sector, left-hand threads are used whenever two pipe ends need to be connected that cannot be rotated. The connector is then equipped with a left-hand and right-hand thread and can therefore easily be screwed between them.
So it’s not just typical for Nordic countries, but depends on the application.
The source is ‘Trust me bro’.
VPNs aren’t working unfortunately, at least if you’re not logged in. They completely block the site when you’re trying to access reddit via VPN. This is a VPN related forum where this is discussed.
It’s just referring to the principle and doesn’t need to be translated.
From the Wiki article:
“Yes, and…”, also referred to as “Yes, and…” thinking, is a rule-of-thumb in improvisational comedy that suggests that an improviser should accept what another improviser has stated (“yes”) and then expand on that line of thinking (“and”).[1][2][3] The improvisers’ characters may still disagree.[1]
20 years ago, I wanted to jump onto a concrete table tennis table in the school playground from a standing position with both feet at the same time. I didn’t make it and hit my shin up to the bone.
After it was stitched up, it became badly infected weeks later and I had to have another operation while on vacation.
Now I have a 1 inch scar directly on the shin bone which hurts a lot every time I hit it.
Here is the original source with better resolution.
Looks like a can of Tuborg beer.
Reminds me of my Panamericana road trip, for which we exported a German car to Halifax, Canada (mainly for insurance reasons). We drove up to the Arctic Ocean in Alaska and from there down to Argentina.
We were often asked about our “funny license plate”.