Well, that’s why you grab one or two wads of TP and stick them halfway in a pocket before you reach the sink. If the establishment isn’t smart enough to put a trash can near the door, they have obviously chosen to have wads of semi wet TP on the floor.
This only works with brick walls, not drywall.
His show last summer was fantastic!
You’re into different stuff than me, but you do you!
My opinion is anyone called a “pastor” is already 95% insane. So this should not be a surprise.
Second? Sheeyit. I’m 72 and well into third and fourth screen viewing. Mostly at work. The spreadsheets and PowerPoint crap just don’t hold my fascination like the trailer park boys, Star Trek, or clash golf.
It’s named after the marketing logo on the back and sides of some unreliable “stellantis” vehicles.
I know all about the combustion chamber shape, but this hemi thing has become purely a marketing tool at this point.
Like “TRD”. What seller would brand their products with the word “turd”?
Real yummy! Needs gravy though.
NEEDS GRAVY.
Is it just a given that if a man’s middle name is “Wayne” he’s going to jail at some point?
Even normal pumps all have a breakaway that includes a shutoff valve to block the source feed, so this probably should be considered a solved non-problem at this point.
I am pleased that it was short lived, and has died. It was slightly annoying.
Clanker.
No, you’d ask for an infinite supply of wishes, of course.
Premium? It’s the exact same stuff, check the ingredients & “nutrition” list. Mostly salt.
Pencil thin!
Salt. All their crap is 90% daily salt. Reason enough right there to avoid.
Didn’t he drive them out in his Fury, or was that someone else?
Or maybe that’s a Dodge…
Curious, how do you have four discrete inputs?