Seulement parce que j’ai mis un ‹e› plus, c’est pas français ? C’est pas au niveau de langue maternelle mais on peut le comprendre, non? <3
J’aime l’oignon frite à l’huile !
Stop. Please don’t make me imagine such a thing any further. I can only take so much.
Saddam Fußein
Back on the old site on one of those text based subreddits there was a question posted:
Would you rather have free WiFi wherever you go, or any apple product you wish at any time.
My (then unrotted) brain was like: mmh WiFi everywhere is good, but apple cake, apple pie, apple sauce, apple spritz, apple cider, apple strudel, dried apples… Yeah I’m going with apple products
bil from automobil ?
I’m not in north America, I think for Europe IEC 92196 Typ 2 is the norm.
Other brands have a universal charger, Tesla has a proprietary one
In German Ä comes after A, in Swedish Ä comes after Z
What healed me, was being mistaken for my dad on the phone. And my dad’s got a nice voice, so mine can’t be too bad.
Using every little bit of an animal you have killed in order to not waste the life is actually awful.
However, prioritising profit over substance, shortening leavening time and adding sugars and preservatives is actually wonderful.
Less American superhero slob
The phone rings, that’s the knock. You can hang up for many reasons. Maybe it’s the culture of 100% availability that’s wrong, and not phoning.
Orange man was like: you don’t hold the cards. Without us, you will lose this war in three weeks.
Zelenskyy: three days, yeah I heard it from Putin
You don’t finance it, you take a loan from a bank on the company. If the company folds, it goes bankrupt, not you. You don’t take anymore risk than the other workers.
If the company is dead, you’re still a human and now just another worker on the job market. You don’t go to jail for going bankrupt.
Not if the entire battlefield is red
Would native English speakers understand f.ex. instead of i.e. or e.g.?
There are three weeks in spring - around April - when the trees start sprouting their leaves. And for three weeks the beech leaves have such an incredible light green before they turn darker.
It’s so fragile, yet so vibrant. The sun shines through the leaves and illuminates them from the inside. It’s a bit milky or hazy but also unbelievably clear and honest. Going through a beech grove during that time feels like I’m in Lothlórien.