Nothing. As close to silence as possible.
Nothing. As close to silence as possible.
He didn’t invent the roundabout. It was Eugene Henard in France about 30 years prior. He also didn’t invent the stop sign (Harry Jackson). There were also one way streets in England before the US existed.
Alan Partridge, The IT Crowd, Black Books, Only Fools & Horses, Blackadder, Red Dwarf, Fawlty Towers, Father Ted all disagree.
Genius, my arse.
Umpire comes from the french nonper meaning not equal. Interestingly, many English words used to begin with ‘n’ but the letter was dropped through time because of blurring with the indefinite article ‘an’. Examples include (n)adder, (n)apple, (n)apron, (n)orange, (n)uncle.
I like your t-shirt. Checkmate.
That’s just the first book. The other 3 books were much larger and had plenty of character content.
The Rama Series by Arthur C Clarke
Didn’t the main actor die? Also, he died in the movie, so a tough sequel.
Not a film, but the series Taboo. Was crying out for it, but Tom Hardy got big after the first series.
Sliced bread.
I’d wager the MS and the daughter are reason enough.
These people are like a dog with a bone, except the dog is blind and the bone is just a stick.
Magnum Force - Unlucky Punk. I’ll rave to that any time, day or night.
God, I loathe that cringey pet speak. Boop the snoot and all that.
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That seems crazy. All butterflies come from moths, so it’d make more sense for Papillon to mean moth. It’s like calling everything from the order Rodentia a Capybara, or everything in Eulipotyphla a hedgehog, both things within those orders in smaller numbers.
Butterflies are considered to have evolved from moths.
As a moth aficionado, I’d say they’re much more interesting. They evolved 90 million years before butterflies. There are also 9 times as many moth species as butterfly species. They’re also more efficient at pollination than not only butterflies but bees. Go moths!
The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald in my ass.