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“Dad, Grandpa’s wrasslin’ a bear again,” she said over the phone. “I told ‘im t’ jus’ shoo it away but he won’t lissen.”

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@classic-engineering
“Dad, Grandpa’s wrasslin’ a bear again,” she said over the phone. “I told ‘im t’ jus’ shoo it away but he won’t lissen.”
Positive Feedback And Negative Pressure Propel the FrankOne Brewer
At first glance the upcoming FrankOne coffee brewer by Colombian company Frank de Paula resembles what might be a combination of the Clever Coffee Dripper and an electronic siphon brewer....
https://dailycoffeenews.com/2018/10/08/positive-feedback-and-negative-pressure-propel-the-frankone-brewer/
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【 Let's waste 'em!】
A perfect hit. Years of baseball did not disappoint him when the snowball hit the BLU mercenary exactly where he wanted. Though his victory was cut short when the man turned around. Whoever that was- it wasn’t the BLU Engineer he had been fighting against.
❝ I didn’t know BLU were hirin’ such old people now. How desperate are you guys to win this war? ❞
"Hey there little one"
Send ‘hey there little one’ to interact with my muse as a child!
When Rory opened his eyes, it was to a world of giants. Messy locks of fiery ginger hair fell into wide hazel eyes; a stubby, freckled nose and a buck-toothed gape of wonder. Why was everything so big? Or, more importantly, where was he?
The Scout-turned-child peered around what looked to be a large room, filled with funny flashing thingies and a weird smell. It was like when his Pa burnt toast!Swamped in a heavy blue shirt, reaching his ankles, Rory giggled and kicked his short legs out, liking the swooshy feeling of the dress-like shirt. Though his laughter cut off at the sudden, unfamiliar and funny-sounding voice, and the child stumbled; nearly falling over his own feet.
Who was this new man? He didn’t look like any of the neighbours Rory’s Mammy had shown him!
I say you do an amazing job rping as the Red Scout, love seeing you on my dash!
Come tell me what you think of my roleplaying!(NO ANSWERS, JUST POSTING)