Me: you are my sunshine…
My kid: I’m a star?! That makes no sense, what even is your stupid song.
Me: you are my sunshine…
My kid: I’m a star?! That makes no sense, what even is your stupid song.
My sleep schedule is not based on the sun, probably on some random celestial body which moves in very chaotic ways
There is a point in the fact that men are biologically more suited to fight than women. Also no one is preventing a woman to join the military.
In the end it just sucks, no one should ever have to be drafted.
But there are no noodles here, only pasta, noodles are usually in Asian meals