Every time…
Every time…
When I was still being taken to church I won the door prize at youth group (church for teens) one night during a special event we were running (some thing to encourage people to invite their non-believing school friends and show how “hip” and “fun” they were, there were raffles and video games alongside our usual “live music”, skate ramps and bbq). The prize itself was a mobile phone. I was so happy because I didn’t already have one, but ultimately my parents decided I couldn’t have/use it until I got a job to pay for the credit. I did eventually get a job at KFC and was able to use the phone.
Another time I was visiting NZ with my parents and we were touring the base of a mountain and the guide was like “guess the height and whoever gets closest wins this pen”, I won but my mum made me give the pen back because she thought I’d cheated somehow? Idfk. Still a bit salty about the pen.
I found out when looking into the term “tomboy” that a “tom” was a term for a boisterous and unruly boy. The word “tom” does come from tomcat as others have said because unneutered tomcats are often loud and unruly. I suspect Peeping Tom has a similar “tom” origin: an unruly boy that peeps on girls.
My 2yo cat likes to lay on the carpet and pull herself along instead of walk
Huh. I’m only a few episodes in but it seemed promising so far. Oh well.
My partner is like this, but he also has really bad gamer rage and idk why he insists on playing games he “hates”
My partner and I spent the whole game going “these two better not stay together at the end, they’re horrible and that would be a terrible moral”