A bike. Made of flowers.

Bad breath. I have a toothbrush and paste at work so I can immediately fix it if I even think my breath might be funky.

I don’t want to go.

I chop up a potato and throw it in a bowl with water and microwave it for 10 min. Then, I fry them in a pan with either butter or olive oil. When they’re almost done, I crack open 2 eggs on top and mix it all together.

Top with ketchup. So good.

Romanians. Gypsies.

It’s getting there. Not intentional, just out of the way and cold, lol

I’ve been to every US state except Alaska.

Its more that they have to keep the money train going, than they have to outdo themselves.

I love Scrubs and IT Crowd, but Friends also. I don’t, however, like Frasier. People seem to fall into either the Friends or Frasier camp, and never the twain shall meet.

I had a roommate in college who was super nice. But every time she got drunk she would black out and become someone unrecognizable. We got into a street fight outside a club once because she ran into a group of girls snorting cocaine in the bathroom and she wouldn’t stop antagonizing them. Didn’t remember a thing the next day.

Some people become someone completely different when they’re drunk

Hey, some of us were unaware of the .ml reputation and are too lazy to change it.

Oh yeah, you have to not be stupid. I think the danger is that even when you’re not stupid, it’ll still getcha.

And yup, there were 4 people who walked right down to the waters edge after we were just warned that sneaker waves were not uncommon.

Me either.

On a trip to Iceland, was hiking with my mom. I see a spot I want a photo in so I hand her my phone and trek out there. It was a small outcropping at the same height of the trail, overlooking some gulleys. Others had been out there because there was a worn path.

I’m standing out there for my photo, and some wind blows through. It picked me up off my feet. Like, I was weightless and severed from the ground for a few seconds.

I knew in that moment I was going to die. The wind would carry me over the edge and down to the gully below. Luckily, it didn’t last long enough to do that, and dropped me back on my feet, but I was so close to death, I could feel it.

People, the Icelandic wind is no joke. There was no uptick to warn me, no dirt or grass or whatever whipping around. It wasn’t A windy day. It was just no wind, then sudden wind strong enough able to pick up a 190lb woman clear off the earth.

I kept to the main trail after that.

What happens when you think? There’s not a voice? How about when you read?

Rain on thick canopy is nice.

Oh shit, I forgot about DC talk! I was a big fan in early middle school.

Flyleaf and Super chick are great female-lead Christian poprock bands that I still can jam out to today.

Spitting. If I see a cute guy walking down the sidewalk and he spits at the ground, I’m immediately no longer interested.

You said the doctors cleared you, but… I’d get a second opinion