Can’t be. The cat sits quietly, but Morn couldn’t shut up for his life. Endless talking!
Can’t be. The cat sits quietly, but Morn couldn’t shut up for his life. Endless talking!
If you get a bad trip from cat nip, is that a “nip slip”?
“Mufasa! My brother! Help me!”
“Long live the prince!”
“AAAAAAAAAAAAH”
You have 20 apples that you put into 5 boxes. “How many apples per box?” 20/5=4. Easy.
You have 20 apples that you put into half a box. “How many apples per box?” 20/0.5=40. You can see how 20 apples in half of a box implies 40 apples per full box.
You have 20 apples that you don’t put into anything. “How many apples per box?” 20/0=? What box? What are you talking about? How can you suggest that there are a number of apples per box when there’s no box to begin with? Lunatic!
It’s a march by Czech composer Julius Fučík called “Entry of the Gladiators”, written in 1897.
Edit: It gets memeier! From Wikipedia:
He originally titled it “Grande Marche Chromatique”, reflecting the use of chromatic scales throughout the piece, but changed the title based on his personal interest in the Roman Empire.
Acknowledging that they are obese is stating a fact. Claiming that they wouldn’t or couldn’t take good care of their dog because of their obesity is fat shaming. They’re not 600+lbs-can’t-leave-the-bed obese.
You have given Dobby clothes. Dobby is free!
I belive that day is today!