GroteStreet
Look how they massacred my boy...
I don't know what it is; but I love spinach, I love soy sauce, and I love chilli. So it looks like I'm off to look for a recipe.
Unless you have one you'd like to share?
Because if you need your wipers, you need your lights too.
If you have trouble seeing the road, people will have trouble seeing you. Do they not teach that in drivers ed these days?
And somehow it's always the grey cars...
They seem to still be alive, as at 5 months ago
(Apologies for the Reddit link. It's the most recent proof of life I could find)
This week has been pretty bad. I'm mostly allergic to grass pollen, not so much trees. So if you're also a grass person, I feel you.
Been there, done that, good money, killed my mental health and relationships.
I'm not saying don't do it, just make sure you can recognise the symptoms when it starts affecting other areas of your life.
Coming off of this discussion, what you have there might be an extreme version of diazeugma, one with an implicit subject.
Either way, I learnt something new today - zeugma. So thank you :)
Edit: I just realised.. please, no juvenile jokes about "sugma" in this thread, thank you.