“Wenn sie tanzt” by Max Giesinger

Seems a lotta website have robot translations of the lyrics, but this is a good one.

TLDR: When she dances, she goes somewhere else and becomes someone else.

My husband and I are both gamers. However, I hate online games and he loves them. Our problem was more with him being ridiculously loud (literally screaming) while playing.

And the solution was to talk to him about it and be patient with him as he transitioned into enjoying his games at a more reasonable volume. Relationships of all sorts often involve compromise.

Don’t just tell her you want to go out. Explain to her that you want to do something together, just the two of you. Explain how you feel and why you want to spend time with her. She might have a solution you never even thought of.

If I lose 50 pounds (22 kg or 3.5 Stones), then I’ll allow myself to buy a rather expensive record player with a backup to PC feature.

I’m at 35, so I think it’s reasonable.

Just make an alt account at lemmynsfw.com that you use for that purpose.

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Good. Let the hate for strawberries flow through you.

(More for me.)

German.

I will not be taking follow up questions.

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/855189.The_Meaning_of_Tingo_and_Other_Extraordinary_Words_from_around_the_World

You might enjoy this book. It’s like dictionary of random slang words from around the world, with different chapters based on categories.

Personally, I was a little disappointed because 99% of the definitions are just one sentence or sentence fragment. I was hoping to find out a little more about the origins of more of the words and maybe a little of the culture behind them.

I had a dream that my cousins and I were having a get-together at my aunt’s house, in the yard. My cousin, John, was the last to arrive and his car fell into a ditch as he was attempting to pull into my aunt’s driveway.

We all ran to his aid. He got out quickly and yelled “I’m okay!”

We all laughed. I said “Wow, this is just like old times! Everyone is here, even (my other cousin) Jane! … wait, Jane is here?”

I look at Jane, and time stops. The color fades from the background, but she is still there in full color, smiling at me. I wake up crying.

Jane (not her real name) died a couple years ago, and I have variations of this dream still.

I get what you mean, but it kinda sounds like you’re saying women aren’t people.

Kinda looks like Darren is about to ink.

This is why we need decentralized, open source porn websites.

So, head on over to LemmyNSFW.com and upload a pic of your junk.

But why the nose? Who crawls around on the floor all the time?

The director was an amateur, and he didn’t align the grains of sand with the grain of the film.