I once spent an entire evening convinced my neighbour was avoiding me.
Every time I stepped outside, he would go back inside. If I sat outside, he wouldn't come out.
I started wondering what I had done.
Then one evening...
Someone genuinely explain to me why mortuaries have separate male and female sections when they’re both dead. What exactly are we separating at this point?
Beauty may catch attention, but character is what people remember. A woman with respect, good manners, and a good heart is beautiful in a way money can’t buy.
As a man, why will you own a cat 🐱? Or all those cute white parlour dogs?
What happened to having Bulldog, Rottweiler, German Shepherd, Belgian Malinois?
What's wrong with you?