Most Europeans have one, max 2 cars per household. A fuckton of Europeans also go on holiday with their cars once or twice a year.

One car needs to work for most use cases. It's fine if you have more cars than people in the house that one of them is a 100 mile range commuter, but a different kettle of fish if the same car needs to do an 800+ mile trip to the Mediterranean in summer and a 500 mile ski trip in winter.

I've read once that eating iron won't do anything for your iron intake, but for example sticking some rusty nails through an apple for a while and then eating the apple would.

I'm a natural sprinter. Very fast on short distances. But the endless slog from one shop to the next, with no respite, no idea when it will end. When we come home I'm dead tired and empty. She's dead tired and full.

Well that's just cats in general. Vindictive little bastards.

Because they feel that trying to reason with Israel has zero effect.

Your yard in your summer residence then. Jeez

For a few items, sure. But even I, a rabid introvert, will seek out a cashier for my weekly shopping. To say hello and goodbye. You all forget to be human beings. Stop making being InTrOvErT yet another singular form of personal identity.

I looked into my wife's bag once. I think I saw the Event horizon.

Hold on a minute. Does this mean health insurance in the States is linked to employment? So you lose your job, you lose your health insurance?

That's rather rude, and frankly, uncivilised.

Same happened in my town. Beautiful Linden trees (I think Basswood in America). There came protest, so they hired a company to check on the trees and would you know it. ALL trees had something wrong with them and would have died in 20 years anyway. They were all cut down.

It's a Jason isn't it? He seems happy on the outside. He has a good job, people think he's lucky having a probably pretty wife and the dinner parties are great in a home that's so neutral no-one can dislike the decor.

But he's thinking of ending it. It's just that every time he is about to have enough free time to drown himself or something he gets a text from Lauren that needs answering immediately.

She wouldn't like the mess anyway, he ponders, it wouldn't be very neutral.

Permission to shout hurrah in an annoyingly loud voice sir!