If I could wear a new pair of socks every day, that would be the dream. Socks are the only thing I ever tell anyone when they just have to know what to get me. I can buy everything else myself.
Yet you can't buy yourself socks?
I cant stop people from asking me over and over and over what to get me
Your hunch is wrong, according to this admission by the Thug.
This post also doesn't do anything to assuage the feeling that something malodorous was cooking in this group. I'd be impressed if people had the balls to come out and admit their participation in this rebellion. I also now find it extra hilarious that @HereticBD, feeling left out, suggested over and over again it was some sort of left wing plot.
I saw what you did there.
Umm, one of the things my travel agave t told me to bring to Jamaica was packs of socks to give as a gift because it's not readily available there.....so kinda the opposite I think
His quote doesn't apply to that. He wasn't talking about that.
That was really nice. It was trippy how hard it was to get certain things there, like tennis balls. Or cold milk.
I think Ocho Rios had better markets. I mostly stayed on the resort for anything food and beverage related but I was able to find lots of shops. And the market workers weren't not too pushy, so I feel like they weren't desperate for money. I was actually afraid of how aggressive the street vendors were in Spain. I kept my change in an outer pocket to just give to them if after I said no they still wouldn't stop following me.
Just the normal: monkeys in a knife fight.
There need to be a term for the time of day when your hangover wears off enough that you realize you are not going to be sticking to the morning's resolution of not getting drunk again that night.
What? It's normally around my birthday, January 20th.
