No, that would be weird. Why are you making it weird? Just feet, man, not the rest of a person, just their feet. Why are you making it weird. No legs or other squicky bits, just the feet.
Don't know why but these comments hit hard. Showed me my privilege, I suppose. My parents were distant, emotionally absent, manipulative, and controlling. And, of course, they fucked me up*. I've had more than one (ex) girlfriend accuse me of being an emotional cripple. But I was never afraid of my parents physically. And now they're both passed, so it's up to me to try not to fuck up my kids.
This Be The Verse, Philip Larkin
They fuck you up, your mum and dad.They may not mean to, but they do.They fill you with the faults they hadAnd add some extra, just for you.
But they were fucked up in their turnBy fools in old-style hats and coats,Who half the time were soppy-sternAnd half at one another's throats.
Man hands on misery to man.It deepens like a coastal shelf.Get out as early as you can,And don't have any kids yourself.
"Bondi is also making a push to deemphasize prosecutions of white-collar crimes, purge diversity programs within the DOJ, reintroduce the federal death penalty, and to root out lawyers who aren’t willing to march in lockstep with Trump ideologically."
A decent pint of bitter is hen’s teeth these days. I guess fashions change and there’s no money in old style beers
I hear that. I enjoy IPAs that aren't too fruity or floral, but sometimes I just want a pint of bitter like my grandfather used to illegally buy me in his local when I was a teenager ("Yes, he's nineteen, just scrawny. Sad really, he needs feeding up.")
English - idiomaticallyFrench - conversationallyItalian - I just want to reply to people in French all the timeGerman - I can ask where the station isJapanaese - I can say 'I do not understand'
Otherwise, I was alive during the coal miners' strikes in the 1970s in the UK which lead to widespread powercuts on a regular basis but I don't remember them myself. Though I do remember that my parents always kept some candles and a couple of oil lanterns around the house.
One day you'll cross paths with Trevor, tho'.