Looks like field repairs to me.
Rear derailleur no longer usable, so you shorten the chain for a specific gear. Add the second chain for reliability and decreased slipping.
Looks like field repairs to me.
Rear derailleur no longer usable, so you shorten the chain for a specific gear. Add the second chain for reliability and decreased slipping.
As long as you can live with it, I guess!
Well that was a roller coaster.
"Oh damn. Damm! OH SHIT. FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK"
if you're close enough to feel the heat from this kind of fire, you're way too close
An off-brand oreo called Kaleidos. Idk what it is but they are better than oreos, and they're cheaper to boot.
Also a bag of milk chocolate chips. spread some peanut butter on bread, sprinkle some chips on top and pop them in the toaster oven. Boom. Toasted PB&C, goes nicely with a small cup of milk. Great when it's cold outside.
I keep seeing aa lot of neat things about Kenshi, but when I tried it out I felt completely lost and lost interest before I really figured anything out.
I don't like when games baby you, but I do like a little hand-holding to get me started.
Maybe I'm just a big dum and turned off the tutorial/tips/skipped something I shouldn't have? Not sure but your comment definitely makes me want to give it another go when I have a couple of days free.
My territorial Pyrenees mix keeps trying to bite the bees, but lucky for him, they're quicker and can jump a lot higher!
Neither the question nor the answer should ever be a surprise.
The time, and location of proposal are the surprise.
When I asked my now wife, I knew for sure she was going to say yes, and I knew she would want a simple ring with her birth stone instead of a diamond.
She had no idea I was going to ask her in the manner I did while we were out camping. that was the surprise for her. Not the question itself.
I work for company A. Company A is based in Florida, USA. I work in a warehouse owned by Company X, and staffed by Company Z.
As an employee of Company A, I do have my own conduct rules.
That said, when working in Company X's warehouse with Company Z's people, I have a different set of conduct rules, some of which conflict with Company A's rules. But since I'm currently on contract with and on the premises of Company X and Z, their rules take precedent. Company A understands this and is okay with it. I will not be fired.
I am not being condescending, and genuinely hope this helps it click for you.
My dog: STICK! CHOMP
He excitedly murdered my first maple when we planted one out front.
The replacement is doing quite well, though!
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follow their instructions
I'm white.
I have been stopped, at gunpoint, by cops who were both screaming different things ranging from "get off the bike" to "get on the ground", "turn around", "face us and walk forward with your hands out", and "drop your bag" which for the record was strapped to my back with a waist belt on.
Luckily another car rolled up seconds later and when one of the cops inside ran over to them they exchanged a few sentences and then the ones that were pointing guns at me seconds before, one says "you're good to go." and the first two leave like nothing happened. The ones that came up a minute behind came over and told me someone was purse-snatched at a specific shoe store across town and fled on a green bicycle 10 minutes beforehand. I was about 6 miles away, and riding a red bike
I fully believe that if the first cops had stopped someone who wasn't white, or if I had tried reaching for my waist buckle on my bag, they would have opened fire.
LMAO "just follow their orders" what a fucking joke.
So wood that naturally expands and contracts, creating squeaky floors. You don't even have to step on it if the temperature or humidity changes. My last house had gaps in the crawl space, so lots of shifting occurred.
Mice in the walls. It's always either mice or slightly moving plumbing pipes. I hate living near agricultural fields because mice love to try and move in every autumn.
Footsteps I'll chalk up to people hearing things. I don't know how many times I've thought I've heard footsteps but the moment I catch it, it disappears.
Low-reservoir flushing happened all the time with my last toilet. I know it had a leak but it was slow enough that I didn't much care until it started flushing once a week.
I'm not scared of my attic, I just don't like being up there because it's always hot, it smells weird, and there's too many exposed nails at face level. I imagine most people are only mildly "scared" of their basements or attics because they don't go in them very much, and fear of the unknown/unfamiliar is very real.
..... Maybe I am haunted...