I met a Swedish backpacker whose dream it was to go on one of these «shark safaris» and stick his pinky
finger out of the bars of the cage so he could later boast that it was bitten off by a Great White.
Not exact matches
Once we were in the air, the
bar in the back
of the upper level
of the plane opened, doling
out finger sandwiches and more snacks.
There might never have existed a higher - ceiling fit with AI than Dirk, and
barring something catastrophic, they would right now be running
out of finger real - estate
of their rings.
On a final note,
bar a few transfer stories sucked
out of the tip
of the writers
fingers, nothing much is happening really.
It will also prevent the
bar from rolling
out of your
fingers as your grip fatigues.
Whenever we go
out and the
bar puts on «Single Ladies,» all
of the
fingers are pointed at me; I might as well just have a spotlight on me at that point.
I can not count how many times I have gone
out with my husband and his friends to watch THE sporting event
of the evening, the one «we just can't miss, babe» and knew I would be heading to an oftentimes sticky ground, stench I can never quite put my
finger on, a list
of basic beers (and they call it their «drink list») and bad
bar food.
Other changes include the removal
of the left navigation from the homepage, a larger search
bar, the top menu is more spread
out and
finger friendly, and a lot
of the orange and blue colors have been removed in favor
of white and light gray for a cleaner look.