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It says, in fact, LOπERS.

Well like I say, I just read it somewhere a few years ago, and I’ve just had a brief search myself and found the same thing as you basically.

I wouldn’t say insane but that’s defo against the rules for me. I often have chefs who want us to leave the bellybuttons on cherry tomatoes and I get this mildly niggling feeling because I read a few years ago that they’re poisonous.

Just stick in give way signs, bish bash bosh.

Skoda

They’re Czech. The name even has a little thing on the S, officially.

I went to secondary school at the turn of the millennium and I remember having to go to admin to get my dinner tickets on a Monday, which were worth £1.30, but there was never any shame in it because I don’t think too many kids knew the significance of it; in fact, my mate Danny would always want to buy them off me for £1.50 apiece. This other lad called Liam would sometimes lord it over me because his mum gave him £2 a day for his dinner, but by year 11 he was roundly known as a bit of a prick if I recall correctly, so I was even vindicated in the end.

Honestly, I thought I’d deleted that comment before you replied. I’d broken my promise to myself of never commenting in the celsius/fahrenheit threads.

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Not to mention negative numbers.

Famous-1920s-dancer-long, apparently!

Including fridge magnets?

It’s higher milk production when the milk that would’ve gone to the calf goes to people. I think that’s easy enough to understand and uncontroversial to say.

You know you don’t have to dangle cables about willy-nilly at full length? You can partially wind them up or tie a loose knot so they’re effectively shorter, or hold them in place under clothes or a peg or anything. I thought this was self-explanatory?

I’d stick to beanbags if the toddlers I’m juggling were getting in the way.

https://www.isadoraduncan.org/about-1

Isadora Duncan’s death was as dramatic as her life. On September 14, 1927, she encountered a young driver in Nice, France and suggested he take her for a spin in his open-air Bugatti sports car. As the car took off, she reportedly shouted to her friends, “Adieu, mes amis, je vais a la gloire!” — “Goodbye my friends, I go to glory!” Moments later, her trailing shawl became entangled in the rear wheel, breaking her neck instantly.

Talk about pigeonholed.

Someone said it on Twitter once so I suppose it’s stuck. I find it a bit long-winded and all.

If we ditched the daft names?

It means “mixed breed” in Portuguese and Spanish. You’d most often hear the word in South America, where it means some particular mixture of heritage as far as I remember.