If by young white males you meant 45-64 white people of both genders then you spelled it weird.

Oh no he said too much.

It absolutely doesn’t have a hard E vowel sound. Except when my deep south relatives say it.

It does when you pronounce it correctly.

or when sounding like “ay”, as in neighbor or weigh

And on weekends and holidays and all throughout may. You’ll always be wrong no matter what you say!

Received is the except after C rule. Foreign uses the same ay sound as neighbor.

Keith is a better one, but it’s a proper noun so a lot of rules for spelling are ignored.

I’ve never had a CRT fail on me.

He’ll find them again. He always does.

Wow that live action version is so bad.

When I was working alongside the Air Force they had a Lt. Dan and he fucking hated me. Every picnic or party I made sure he knew where the ice cream was.

For Percy it’s always a trap. He takes himself far to seriously for belly rubs.

He’s so loud and obnoxious. The name fits him perfectly.

I’m starting with the man in the mirror.

Jessie what the fuck are you talking about?

1. Consent for recording private conversations is when you have a reasonable expectation of privacy. AKA NOT IN PUBLIC. In most cases having the conversation in a public place means you no longer need consent to record, even if the conversation is hushed or private otherwise.
2. Voyeurism laws apply when you have a reasonable expectation of privacy. AKA NOT IN PUBLIC. In fact it’s quite the opposite if you’re in public. instead of the voyeur being charged you would be charged with some form of indecent exposure or something worse.

Those protections don’t exist when the person being observed is in public. Because in America there is no expectation of privacy in a public space. There are very few exceptions to that by matter of law.

Not in America.

Because the light was on.

If you’re blue and you don’t know where to go to, why don’t you go where fashion sits. Putting on the Ritz.

It reminds me of my pawpaw’s hands. So blocky and square. There’s always a story in people’s hands.

I cooka da pizza!