You jest, but when the moment comes when you notice you suddenly can’t (can happen with certain conditions), you pray to all the gods you can think of just to be able to take a leak again.
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Oh, I know this one, Estonia is that country next to Italy, right?
Me women want me fish. Fear, innit?
Shit went from Ratthew to Ratstew real quick.
There’s Zotero. I haven’t used it but seems to have a feature called ‘Collect with a click’ which should allow adding bookmarks.
It’s going to be gaymores next.
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You better be hiding in your pantry, because the creamy cream-free soup is coming for you.
Not sure if that’s the name of the poem. It’s been (mis)attributed to a T.S. Watt, called “English”. A similar poem is The Chaos by Gerard Nolst Trenité, here read by Youtuber Lindybeige.