Sandy was dominant and had style. Big D was the grit. Big Frank Howard was the muscle. Tommy Davis was all-around excellence. Willie Davis was the greyhound. Junior Gilliam was the steady hand. But Maury was the engine that drove the '60s Dodgers.
Anal bead boy stretching his field of dominance. Took only 21 moves for anal beads to his have is opponent saying no mas.
And I think that what, what, separate whoever's gon' try to go for something is that You ain't gon' quit That's, you know, you really gon' take the stance If I'm gon' die behind what what I'm gettin' at right here
I find it absolutely hilarious when little Daisy gets so excited when we are playing that she has to drop whatever she is doing in that moment - whether it be fetching, playing tug of war, or just playfully attacking - and just start sprinting her heart out. cracks me up every time
in the middle of some kind of stomach flu and i ended up in emergency thinking i was dying last night hands went numb, couldn't speak properly and eyesight was failing i puked for like 5 hours straight just out of the blue of course after sitting there for 3 hours i started feeling better and left i wasn't the only one impacted by this thing looking around the room either
they took vitals and i take bp stuff so i think i'm ok now haven't tossed since late last night but i'm down for the day
May I ask if you experienced any chills... I mean uncontrollable chills ? I just went through a similar experience, al beit the old guy version, but mine had chills, too. So violent, my pulse went into Afib level. But came down it's normal debilitating almost isn't there level as the days progressed. Makes you think about what the fuck else is out there to ruin us...and where does it all come from ?
it all went the other way yeah not really chills but numbness and disorientation by the time i walked up to the doors i was in full panic and just pushed past the guard
These chills were flat out motherfucking overpowering...no otherway to describe it. Then complete exhaustion, I was walking like a stewbum sailor trying to get back shipboard from liberty after guzzling in every dive on River St. Just wasn't locomotin'... Nasty shit...no place for old men, or younger, or any age.
no chills but clammy as all get out and my walking was absolutely an issue maybe something similar it really freaked me out i sat for 3 hours and never saw a doctor even though they saw me staggering and losing my shit looked up to see where i would go next time in the event of an emergency, mostly uninsured and homeless and well, i just went home and toughed it out after the numbness left
