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as long as you don’t get your beard caught in the mailbox, there’s no owls in the swamp.

inga ko på isen is still one of my favorite Swedish idioms.

Skyscrapers in My Ass

by Ok Go

1977 here, we had to be raised by the boomers alone - with no Internet, mobile phones, and left outside all summer until it was dark (which wasn’t that bad mostly).

What we were sold on growing up and what actually happened when we became adults was very different.

Madame Vastra would like a word

Agreed on Old Fashioneds. We make them with bourbon, sometimes rye to change it up, and throw in some orange bitters