No, it's your light speed that's wrong – by a factor of about 2, hence the day/half day.

We had a counting rhyme at primary school which featured a very similar word. Our teachers told us to stop using it; over forty years ago.

Tsk. In response to this inoffensive shitpost of his, someone's done the creepy thing of just posting his profile pic as a reply, then zooming in on his face in a subsequent post.
(The perp, of course, does not appear in his own profile pic.)
Behaviour which should attract a ban.

If Trump was a tpublican, he'd tend a very quiet tbar.

Yeah, yeah, Van means "from" or "child of" or "VW Transporter".

You know who doesn't care? Everyone without a preposition where a name should be. That's 8 billion people.

So please, lay it off with your "Eric" and your "Goethem".

It's occasionally asked in my family whether my dad was entirely wise to take my sister sledging at 14 days old. They did come off; his valid defence is it was a very good year & she shouldn't miss out.

Who does he write this guff *for*?

De Beers may have tricked everyone into associating diamonds with marriage and it may have been at the price of enormous misery and inequality but at least they're not the bastards who tricked half the world into buying popcorn for the movie 😡

Just think, there's a world just half a quantum slip away where we remain members of a revitalised EU, while friendly seagulls enquire after our welfare, peg out our washing and contribute as far as they can to a fair and secure FRONTEX border fully compliant with accrued European human rights law.

Is that damning? A tight budget should be stable against existing forecasts, surely.

Definitely. Always make sure mine are down by October, latest.

Friend, Hope, Homosex

Jurors, I presume, are *not* the rationed resource.

Whatever answer they gave to the question, 61% of Britons most certainly did *not* "echo US transport secretary Sean Duffy".

We must believe there are enough people in the world with money to invest who also like to live in nice places, who perhaps go so far as to hope the places they invest in might get nicer; even if there are others who do not.
Otherwise we're *already* surrendered proles.

"pretty sweet party. btw I've got a trillion dollars, sorta. You! You there! Laugh at her, her over there! Hahaha this party just got lit. Here, I can show you an app. Hahaha."

Having crossed the Atlantic I stood in awe in the Smithsonian in front of motionless Kermit in a glass case; the couple next to me, down from Nova Scotia, agreed this one encounter had been worth the trip.