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the "sauce" turned out to be jam. I should have chewed on the plastic, it couldn't have tasted much worse than the stale cardboard-like cake,
Hipsters seem to have poor taste.

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I'm amazed you are not reporting on violence taking place at the post office. 🫤
I was in Sheffield, with one of my daughters, about 10 years ago, and they had 3 security guards in the post office there! 😱
Waboom should get you going !
Always puts a spring in my step Steve! 😁👍
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Hipsters seem to have poor taste.

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You're right Jer, from what I've seen, they do! Not sure what they made of me in my AK47 T-shirt (like I care)! 😁 Nice pic 🙂👍
Thanks Steve, it was a pleasure doing it.👍🏻
Good for you Bob 😊👍
Cool pic! 😁👍
Good morning guardians, I hope everyone has a great day. View attachment 2304402The wife got some reusable “paper towels“ let’s see how long this lasts before she’s done putting them back on the roll.
Nice background Daniel! 😁😎👍
 
Good to see "Palomino" again, Bob, it's such a lovely lamb! We came through the hurricane virtually unscathed, but the town center, about 9 miles away is flooded and states of emergency are all around us. House-bound today, carrying Gidge.

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Thank you Jeff. That's great news for you. Hope there are no residue headaches for you.
The Albers is a beauty.
 
Good to see "Palomino" again, Bob, it's such a lovely lamb! We came through the hurricane virtually unscathed, but the town center, about 9 miles away is flooded and states of emergency are all around us. House-bound today, carrying Gidge.

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Glad you're OK Jeff, and I hope the rest of the area is back to normal soon. Nice pic of Gidge :thumbsup:
 
I should have chewed on the plastic, it couldn't have tasted much worse than the stale cardboard-like cake, which tasted like a week-old doughnut. The raspberry tasted alright at least! Cost me £8 with coffee!.🙄

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Not sure what they made of me in my AK47 T-shirt (like I care)! 😁

Ehm... you didn't get the memo? Restaurant food isn't for eating any longer - it's function is simply to photograph well for social media. You go to the cafe, work up an appetite taking a bunch of photos, and then go home and bake a frozen pizza. You're not paying for flavor - you're paying for the "likes." 😭🤣

I once inquired about the price of a used t-shirt at a thrift shop masquerading as a fancy South Beach "vintage boutique" - the impatient Middle-Eastern gent behind the counter told me "fifty dollars!" "Fifty dollars?!" I asked, alarmed - to which he replied "you don't pay for shirt, you pay for style!" I decided I wasn't wealthy enough to be stylish and left. 🤣

The hipsters probably liked the shirt just fine 🤔 - perhaps would've found it even more palatable if it included the countenance of Che Guevara but you can't please everyone all the time. 🤣

We have a saying here " going postal " but it's based on postal workers going nuts and shooting other employees!!

I saw a very interesting documentary about the incident, which occured at a postal facility (in Hawaii, I believe), that inspired the saying. The takeaway for me was: Be kind and considerate to everyone you encounter - you have no idea when a small show of compassion may, quite literally, save your life. ❤️

Thanks for the gorgeous lamb pics, all! 🤩
 
I saw a very interesting documentary about the incident, which occured at a postal facility (in Hawaii, I believe), that inspired the saying. The takeaway for me was: Be kind and considerate to everyone you encounter - you have no idea when a small show of compassion may, quite literally, save your life. ❤️

Thanks for the gorgeous lamb pics, all! 🤩
Always great advice anytime,anywhere.👌
 
Ehm... you didn't get the memo? Restaurant food isn't for eating any longer - it's function is simply to photograph well for social media. You go to the cafe, work up an appetite taking a bunch of photos, and then go home and bake a frozen pizza. You're not paying for flavor - you're paying for the "likes." 😭🤣

I once inquired about the price of a used t-shirt at a thrift shop masquerading as a fancy South Beach "vintage boutique" - the impatient Middle-Eastern gent behind the counter told me "fifty dollars!" "Fifty dollars?!" I asked, alarmed - to which he replied "you don't pay for shirt, you pay for style!" I decided I wasn't wealthy enough to be stylish and left. 🤣

The hipsters probably liked the shirt just fine 🤔 - perhaps would've found it even more palatable if it included the countenance of Che Guevara but you can't please everyone all the time. 🤣



I saw a very interesting documentary about the incident, which occured at a postal facility (in Hawaii, I believe), that inspired the saying. The takeaway for me was: Be kind and considerate to everyone you encounter - you have no idea when a small show of compassion may, quite literally, save your life. ❤️

Thanks for the gorgeous lamb pics, all! 🤩

Always great advice anytime,anywhere.👌
I started consciously trying to be nice to people when I got to where I couldn't run so fast anymore 🫠
 
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