You means no one in Australia was found after being killed by a spider since 1979. Little beasts have become that good at hiding the remains.
You means no one in Australia was found after being killed by a spider since 1979. Little beasts have become that good at hiding the remains.
You see the clouds in the sky? They are made of tiny water droplets. At some point the cloud is saturated and the droplets get too big to stay suspended in the air any longer, so they start falling towards the earth as raindrops. Some may hit a cyclist and either roll off their raincoat or get absorbed by other clothing until they evaporate again, travelling upwards into the clouds and starting their journey all over again.
Bot or not, it’s no tits!
“They” probably made a bunch, but I’d recommend you to check out Venjent - Calling for You (ft. Oktae) (and anything else from him tbh).
In 2001 “Kuno the killer catfish” was accused of swallowing a dachshund. It was a big story at the time, people were trying to catch the fish but failed. Two years later a big ass catfish was found dead, proclaimed to be Kuno, stuffed and is displayed in a museum to this day.
Your article contains a statement from Stanley: “no lead is present on the surface of any Stanley product that comes into contact with the consumer nor the contents of the product.” I don’t find anything supporting your claim that the cups were “found to contaminate drinks with lead.” Am I missing something?
What is she doing with the seatbelt?
Fun fact: if you open more than 100 tabs in chrome (at least on android), it no longer shows the number of open tabs, it just says “:D”.
If it’s incognito tabs, it says “;)”.
I haven’t seen a number in years. This means I’d have to count manually which I’m not going to do. Hope this answers your question sufficiently.
Why wait?
(Verse 1) Sitting in the cab of my old pickup truck, Memories rollin’ by, like the miles we used to clock. Drove through the sunset, with you by my side, Never thought a metal heart could take me for a ride.
(Chorus) We were a highway love, wind in our hair, Haulin’ dreams together, an inseparable pair. But now you’re gone, and it’s just my luck, My darlin’ left me, a self-driving truck.
(Verse 2) We hauled our troubles down those lonesome roads, Your engine hummed the tunes, while our story unfolds. Loaded up with laughter, and baggage too, Little did I know, you had a route of your own to pursue.
(Chorus) We were a highway love, wind in our hair, Haulin’ dreams together, an inseparable pair. But now you’re gone, and it’s just my luck, My darlin’ left me, a self-driving truck.
(Bridge) I miss the way your headlights cut through the night, The hum of your engine, our rhythm just right. But now the road is empty, just echoes of our song, You found a new destination, I guess I got it wrong.
(Verse 3) We parked under stars, shared secrets in the dark, But now it’s just silence, an abandoned truck stop. I’m left with memories, and a tank full of regret, A self-driving heartbreak, I’ll never forget.
(Chorus) We were a highway love, wind in our hair, Haulin’ dreams together, an inseparable pair. But now you’re gone, and it’s just my luck, My darlin’ left me, a self-driving truck.
(Outro) So here I am, parked on this lonely track, Wishing you’d come back, but you won’t look back. You rolled away, with gears that don’t feel, Left me stranded, at the crossroads of steel.
A Dyson sphere