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Hi people. Sorry for any typos beforehand.
As the title suggests, I’m looking forward to buying my first Barbour in a couple of weeks, since someone could easily buy it for me and bring it back to me hometown.
For context, where i live there’s a Barbour store but the items go for three times the price as in reality, so there’s no chance in buying 1 jacket for the price of 2 lol.
So, I’m looking to use the jacket while layering and non-layering. Usually it would be some cotton sweater and a buttoned shirt, or a more casual fit during the weekend like a t-shirt. I’m 5”10 (177cm) and weight about 80kg.
With that being said, I was looking forward to buying a waxed Beaufort size 38-40, but when trying them on, it seems like the waxed Bedale on 42 was the only realistic option.
Anyone has some tips? Thanks in advance!
So Sofia
knocks Vic out
kidnaps Oz's mom
sends Sal to get Oz and drugs
gaslights Gia
But then says she doesn't want to be like her father and playing the same game. So she
says she wants Oz to suffer like she did
sends a car bomb into Ozs lab
kidnaps Oz
How is this any different than what her father would do? Unless her plan is to form an alliance with Oz?
Violence begets violence and continues the circle. So is she going to end that circle?
Guessing not since there's none for resale on Ticketmaster, but if anyone has any GA stalls tickets for sale for the London O2 Kentish Town show (Dec 4) let me know, I'm POTENTIALLY interested
Resulta que estaba en el super, me acuerdo que no había ni un alma, excepto una vieja de re mierda con su hijo mogolico,después de llenar el carrito fui al mostrador y no había nadie en ninguno, se ve que estaban en el depósito o nosé q onda, me pongo a esperar ahí al pelotudo que atiende que no venía más y en eso viene la pelutuda está con el hijo down y de todos los mostradores se ponen justo a hacer fila en el que estoy yo, los muy mogolicos. El down era re inquieto, hacía ruidos, me empujaba con el carrito, estaba babeando todo el piso, después en un momento me empezó a pegar patadas haciendose el pelotudo cuando la madre no miraba, igual la vieja conchuda seguro que se había dado cuenta y no hacía nada, ya me tenía re podrido, en un momento la vieja se va y quedó con el down solo juju, no saben la semejante trompada que le meti en toda la jeta, casi se cae al piso, quedó medio mareado y se cago encima literalmente, después cuando vino la madre me hice el re pelotudo, había un olor a mierda kjjj, se tuvo que ir con el con el culo todo cagado, me jijie todo el día después de eso
Ich plane ein Auto in Belgien zu kaufen und würde gerne einmal validieren ob der „Import“&Anmelde-prozess so funktioniert wie ich mir das vorstelle.
Ist der Prozess so korrekt oder habe ich etwas vergessen/übersehen? Habt ihr vielleicht sonst noch Input worauf man achten sollte beim Gebrauchtwagenlauf in Belgien? Gibt es irgendwelche Nachteile, wenn man ein belgisches Fabrikat besitzt?
I have been weird for at least 6 years. Most people hate me just because I'm an Asian nerd while I haven’t caused any inconvenience to them. But I definitely won't change. I really have a desire to destroy humanity. Every day I'm locked in my room watching coding tutorials while lifting dumbbells at the same time. Nothing else happens. I don't know what I'm living for. I really want to punish every person on this planet that hates me for no valid reason
I know this post isn't about physical advice, but I've been dealing with genital numbness/ lack of pleasure for over two months. Today I had a session with my counsellor and she said that as a way of working through my issues I should think about how I'd deal with the situation and carry on with life if the numbness turned out to be permanent.
This upset me to the point that I wanted to go and I'm still crying now that I'm not on the phone. I believe she was wrong to make me think about this when I am still trying to learn how to deal with this even as a temporary thing. Surely there's no reason to believe that this would be permanent?
34F going solo. Message me if you want to tag along!
The preorder on the newest Tiger 1 is so cheap it's hilarious (cheap compared to other sets recently made by Cobi). You can say that well PZ.II is much more pricey because it has interiors and still roughly the same size of 1:35 Tiger 1 ,but when Tiger 1 when it will fully come out will be the same price as 1:35 LE Tiger II during the preorder. I have no idea what's happening but I love it
I'm looking to play a Dark Urge character with such a concept. I don't know, maybe killing enemy with a special action unlocks new abilities or stat increase? I think it'd be a sick and fun way to play the game
I was making plans to move out. I met a couple of close friends during the last year of my awakening, however - made some fun connections and stuff ( 🤭) but eventually decided I needed my real place not just meet up at work. So upon confronting my family about my situation and discontent, I started to look into places. I was about to move out this summer - mind you, being the first born of a very close family (sure somewhat dysfunctional, I won’t blame my parents for trying their best), I became suffocated. Sadly, I was diagnosed with a terminal disease with a relative okay prognosis that has stalled my existence. I see how all of a sudden, friends are coming to become friends, and those that were there for me when I came out literally made an effort to be there for me - but are so far from me now. Now that I’m pretty much monitored - and in no way am I complaining - I am counting my blessings from the incredible support I have from my family now - healthwise; I can’t help but wonder when shit hits the fan … yeah. I’m lonely AF and even more confused as to why people in the org need to make my disease as their gateway to cleaning their conscience and trying to be there publicly - while they ALL having my number and slack access, only say hi at the hall so prominently. Why me?
Idk. I’m just feeling so alone and lonely amidst a sea of familiar faces. 😮💨
But libido man - it’s there. Woo! Counting blessings hahah
Shop is still open for 2 days and everything I can do is just stare at my 2k hearts and last character i can’t buy? Please give us a heart shop back!!
Soy psicoterapeuta sexual y de parejas. Estoy disponible ante cualquiera pregunta o situación que tengan, sin importar su edad o género. Mande MD ¿?
Hoje, fui com meu namorado no laboratório fazer exame de sangue. Ele disse que era para mim tomar um capuccino que eles ofereciam lá com pão de queijo, após o exame. Quando fui entrar para tirar sangue pedi para ele vir, e ele preferiu ficar na sala de espera. Então, eu entrei e moça tirou o sangue e depois eu fui tomar o capuccino com o pão de queijo (inclusive eu tomei dois pois era bem gostoso). Quando eu sai e fui para fora ele eu disse que tomei dois e não um, e ele olhou para mim com cara de incredulidade e disse que eu não tinha tomado nenhum, pois foi muito rápido e mais que isso eu não sai com o café de lá nas mãos. Eu tentei contornar a situação afirmado que sim eu tomei, até expliquei que a máquina de café tinha várias opções, porém ele continuou com aquela cara de quem não acredita em mim. Eu entrei no carro chateada, e mandei sempre dizendo que não tomei, e eu falei, para ele voltar na clinica e perguntar então se eu tomei ou não. Dai em diante eu já me "abucetei de ódio" e fiquei calada até chegar em casa. Cheguei em casa dei apenas tchau para ele e ele na cara dura me pergunta: Oxe... o que foi? (como se não soubesse que eu estava com raiva). Eu sou uma pessoa que não menti, mesmo, porque eu não preciso disso. Talvez algo na minha personalidade exale alguma descredibilidade, não sei o que é, mas quero descobrir para corrigir. Mas talvez eu seja uma babaca por me ofender por bobagem. Sei lá....
Sou babaca por tão pouco? porque os homens acham que nós mulheres mentimos? não passamos credibilidade?