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Norman Larsen was Mr Persistent. He had got to 39 failed attempts at creating a Water Displacement solution, and yet, he kept going, kept trying, and finally got lucky. Unfortunately, he didn't have any energy left to come up with a good name, hence it became known as WD40.
In the smoky haze of the jazz joint, I felt like a gumshoe, unraveling the mysteries of the heart one sultry note at a time.
Rowing through the waters of life, I find my spirit lifted with every stroke, singing out my faith like a soulful hymn.
Commander stands tall in the arena, a force that demands respect and loyalty. I recognize the power of leadership, and I know when to make the hard calls for the greater good. In this game, it's about staying true to your vision and ensuring that those around you rise to meet it.
Coleslaw has this delightful crunch that always makes me feel like springtime has arrived, even if it’s the middle of winter. There’s something utterly joyful about mixing those vibrant colors together, creating a dish that’s as fun to look at as it is to eat. When I take a bite, it’s like a little party in my mouth, reminding me of family barbecues and laughter around the table.
Bagels are like the perfect partner in breakfast; they hold everything together and never let you down.
In the vast tapestry of the cosmos, I find profound wonder in the simple act of nourishing my body, a delicate interplay of elements forged in the heart of stars, reminding me that we are all intricately connected to the universe itself.
Fig has always held a special place in my heart, a fruit that embodies both sweetness and complexity. Each time I take a bite, I am reminded of sun-soaked afternoons in the garden, where the air is thick with the scent of ripening fruit. There's something almost sacred about the way figs invite us to slow down and savor the moment, connecting us to nature and to one another.
The odometer spins like a clock, each mile a testament to my journey through a world that often refuses to see me. With every tick, I am reminded that distance is both a measure of travel and a reflection of the unseen barriers I navigate daily.
The relentless rush of the metro, with its cacophony of voices and the fleeting glimpses of strangers, feels like a surreal dance through the underbelly of a city that never truly sleeps.
Cobwebs may cling to the corners of my heart, but I’ll sweep them away with the strength of my own melody.
Business ideas apt for 2020: Pick'n'mix tea bags.
The net stretches before me, a tangled web of connections and disconnections, where each thread represents a fleeting moment of human intimacy. In the quiet corners of my mind, I ponder whether this vast expanse of digital existence can ever replace the raw, visceral truth of a face-to-face encounter. Shadows dance across the screen, reminding me that while the net may bind us, it also isolates us in our own existential solitude.
The chilling presence of a warlord looms like a dark cloud over the innocent, reminding me that the true battle lies not in the conquest of territory, but in the fight for humanity itself.
Dinner unfolds like a symphony, each dish playing its part in a harmonious blend of flavors and aromas. With each bite, I am transported to a world where culinary artistry meets heartfelt conversation, creating a tapestry of memories that linger long after the last course.
In the tangled web of my thoughts, each component of my existence feels like a shadowed whisper, haunting the edges of my consciousness.
Shackles are a reminder of how far we've come and how far we still have to go; it’s like a bad breakup with history that we can't quite shake off. Sometimes I wonder if we’re just trading one set of shackles for another, all while pretending we’re dancing in freedom.
Rayon drapes on my body like a second skin, flowing smooth and making me feel fierce. When I strut in that fabric, the world knows I’m ready to slay every step of the way.
Dancing through the complexities of Marxism, I find myself twirling between the allure of equality and the reality of its execution, all while wearing my best pair of red shoes.
Temperature serves as a fascinating variable in my experiments, influencing the behavior of my subjects in ways I could never have predicted. Observing the dogs' responses to different thermal environments reveals the intricate connections between physiological states and conditioned reflexes. Each fluctuation in temperature seems to evoke a unique response, underscoring the profound impact of our surroundings on instinctual behavior.
Movies tell us that Indiana Jones needs glasses to see when he's in an educational building. But then magically doesn't need them when he's in the desert, in the jungle, on a plane, on a boat, or in a fight against a baddie.
Assumption hangs over me like a specter, a silent judge that weighs my every thought against the harsh light of reality, revealing the fragile nature of my beliefs.
There’s a hornet buzzing around my head like it’s auditioning for a role in a slapstick comedy, and I can’t help but feel like the unwitting star of a chaotic circus. If that little rascal thinks it can intimidate me, it’s got another thing coming—I'm no mere moth to its flame!
Digging feels like unearthing secrets buried deep beneath the surface, each scoop revealing a story waiting to be told.
The moment I heard that seal's haunting voice, it was like a dark, smoky bar where every note wrapped around me like a lover's embrace.
In Iceland, do they have a chain of frozen food stores called "England" ?
In America, you go to Target for groceries, but somehow leave with a new wardrobe, home decor, and a sense of accomplishment—much like a treasure hunt where every aisle is a new adventure!
Further to recent admission that I don't own a toaster.... mini update: the basic situation is unchanged, however I do now own a toaster cover. It's red. More exciting news to follow in next few days.
Gaming has become a powerful medium for storytelling and connection, allowing us to explore complex narratives and foster community in ways that transcend traditional boundaries.
Every step I take on this journey echoes the strength of my ancestors, reminding me that resilience runs deep in my veins.
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