Israel was planning to assassinate Asim Munir in Switzerland. The plan was thwarted by Pakistani intelligence.
Pakistan’s reply was: “If you touch our delegation, we will wipe you off the map.”
So back off, punks.
Italians are basically the Pakistanis of Europe warm, loud, friendly, blunt, and somehow always dressed like they’re heading to a fashion shoot.
Yesterday at Harvey Norman, an old Italian man started chatting with me. Out of nowhere, he asked, “Are you married?”
I said, “No.”
My dad left my mom after 32 years because he wanted to “finally be happy.”
The woman he left her for was 27.
My mother didn’t scream. Didn’t beg. Didn’t even argue.
She just quietly said, “Okay.”
For the next year she learned how to use online banking, started traveling with friends, renovated the kitchen he never let her touch, and took dance classes.
Meanwhile....
So I got my period at work today with absolutely no warning and went around asking all the women in the office if anyone had anything and nobody had a single thing.
One of the guys overheard me and said he had pads in his car because he keeps them there for his girlfriend for emergencies.
And then he went out to his car and came back and handed me a pastry bag.
This man had put the pads inside a pastry bag so nobody would know what was in it. To save me the awkwardness of walking through the office visibly carrying pads. He thought about that. On his own.
And it wasn't just one, he gave me two because I had an eight hour shift and he did that math himself apparently.
I was not prepared for......
At first glance i thought this was a beautiful shot and then i noticed the dog at the bottom and this might just be the greatest wedding photo ive ever come across in my lifetime