Und der Sommer dauert noch 2 Monate ...
USA also has about 60 times as many people as Norway. The USA certainly has an above-average amount of natural resources per capita, but it's not quite "swimming in oil"-level.
Verflucht seien alle Dachfenster, die es kaum möglich machen, Insektengitter gut anzubringen.
Well yeah, but if that's the only kind of war that a military is planning on fighting, IMO it's a bit much to call it "evil".
All the other scandinavian countries that don't swim in fossil fuel wealth are still doing pretty well, though. Also, lots of countries that are rich in natural resources don't actually let the majority of their population participate in that wealth.
What about defensive wars, though? Occupations are often quite brutal, as well.
IDK where exactly you'd take it with those "more traumatic NSFW events" if you were writing for adults, but adult readers don't necessarily want the full brunt of traumatic events, either.
And is $7.25 a livable wage in Atlanta?
That's a lot! TIL there's yellow banana liqueur. TBH colorwise my cocktails tend to be a bit dull-looking because I always buy the uncolored version if that's an option. I'm always thinking that I could add food coloring myself if it makes sense, but I never actually do that.
Pernod turns milky-white instead of green, though.
Depends on your income. I think it's silly and usually in bad taste to pay 10k or more for a ring, but it's hard to argue that a 10k ring is a big deal if you have a networth in the millions.
Definitely don't buy a ring with a natural diamond, it's a scam. There are prettier jewels that are cheaper, and aren't drenched in blood as much.
I don't think this is actually going to work as intended with juice-based lemonade, it's more of an eggshell shade if you don't add artificial coloring. But lemon juice would balance the taste ... then again, a gross looking, sickly sweet, cocktail would be rather topical.
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brb, baue mir einen extrem wackligen Ventilatorständer für meine Fenster, die erst auf Brusthöhe losgehen.