5 years back, I downloaded and played for a hot minute. Then I quit and came back about year and half ago. I regret not keeping my first account.
Once. Then I forgot that I have a short term memory and I forgot to reinstall it not until I saw an ad about pimd or just stumble upon it while browsing through playstore.
It got updated at the end of June, the old UI was having a lot of glitches and I guess a bit out dated “aesthetic wise”. Welcome to the new “user friendly forums”!
You’re really bad at this troll thing, so I’m gonna guess your main is OFFTOPIC? Or maybe you’re just a very careful recently banned &/or silenced Ate_em? Whoever you are you’re being added to my ignore list so enjoy talking to a wall.
Mayonnaise (/ˈmeɪəneɪz/, /ˌmeɪəˈneɪz/, also US: /ˈmæneɪz/), informally mayo (/ˈmeɪoʊ/), is a thick cold condiment or dressing usually used in sandwiches and composed salads or on chips. It is a stable emulsion of oil, egg yolk, and acid, either vinegar or lemon juice. There are many variants using additional flavorings. The proteins and lecithin in the egg yolk serve as emulsifiers in mayonnaise (and hollandaise sauce). The color of mayonnaise varies from near-white to pale yellow, and its texture from a light cream to a thick gel. It is also a base in sauces such as Tartar sauce. Commercial egg-free varieties are made for vegans and others who avoid chicken eggs or dietary cholesterol. A "mayonnaise de poulet" is mentioned by a traveler to Paris in 1804, but not described. Viard's 1806 recipe for "poulets en mayonnaise" describes a sauce involving a velouté, gelatin, vinegar, and an optional egg to thicken it, which gels like an aspic. Grimod de La Reynière's 1808 "bayonnaise" sauce is also a sort of aspic: "But if one wants to make from this cold chicken, a dish of distinction, one composes a bayonnaise, whose green jelly, of a good consistency, forms the most worthy ornament of poultry and fish salads." The word is attested in English in 1815. Mayonnaise may have existed long before: "It is highly probable that wherever olive oil existed, a simple preparation of oil and egg came about — particularly in the Mediterranean region, where aioli (oil and garlic) is made." The origin of the name is unclear. A common theory is that it is named for Port Mahon, itself named after its founder Mago Barca, in Menorca, in honor of the 3rd Duke of Richelieu's victory over the British in 1756, and in fact the name "mahonnaise" is used by some authors. But the name is only attested long after that event. One version of this theory says that it was originally known as salsa mahonesa in Spanish, but that spelling is only attested later. Grimod de La Reynière rejected the name "mayonnaise" because the word "is not French"; he rejected "mahonnaise" because Port Mahon "is not known for good food", and thus he preferred "bayonnaise", after the city of Bayonne, which "has many innovative gourmands and ... produces the best hams in Europe. Carême preferred the spelling "magnonnaise", which he derived from the French verb manier 'to handle'. Another suggestion is it derives from Charles de Lorraine, duke of Mayenne, because he took the time to finish his meal of chicken with cold sauce before being defeated in the Battle of Arques. Regardless of the origin of the term "mayonnaise", predating the arrival of Richelieu, the original name of the sauce before the second half of the 18th century was "aioli bo". This term was used in the 1745 recipe book "Nuevo Arte de Cocina", by Juan de Altimiras, featuring numerous traditional Menorcan recipes.
MAYONYEZ. I raise your wikipedia article with the lyrics of one of my favourite songs. Walking across the sitting-room, I turn the television off Sitting beside you, I look into your eyes As the sound of motorcars fades in the night time I swear I saw your face change, it didn't seem quite right And it's hello babe, with your guardian eyes so blue Hey my baby, don't you know our love is true Coming closer with our eyes, a distance falls around our bodies Out in the garden, the moon seems very bright Six saintly shrouded men move across the lawn slowly The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand And it's hey babe your supper's waiting for you Hey my baby, don't you know our love is true? I've been so far from here Far from your warm arms It's good to feel you again It's been a long long time Hasn't it? I know a farmer who looks after the farm With water clear, he cares for all his harvest I know a fireman who looks after the fire You, can't you see he's fooled you all Yes, he's here again Can't you see he's fooled you all? Share his peace, sign the lease He's a supersonic scientist He's the guaranteed eternal sanctuary man Look, look into my mouth he cries And all the children lost down many paths I bet my life you'll walk inside Hand in hand Gland in gland With a spoonful of miracle He's the guaranteed eternal sanctuary We will rock you, rock you little snake We will keep you snug and warm Wearing feelings on our faces while our faces took a rest We walked across the fields to see the children of the West But we saw a host of dark skinned warriors standing still below the ground Waiting for battle The fight's begun, they've been released Killing foe for peace, bang, bang, bang Bang, bang, bang And they've given me a wonderful potion 'Cause I cannot contain my emotion And even though I'm feeling good Something tells me I'd better activate my prayer capsule Today's a day to celebrate, the foe have met their fate The order for rejoicing and dancing has come from our warlord Wandering in the chaos the battle has left We climb up the mountain of human flesh To a plateau of green grass, and green trees full of life A young figure sits still by a pool He's been stamped "Human Bacon" by some butchery tool He is you Social Security took care of this lad We watch in reverence, as Narcissus is turned to a flower A flower? If you go down to Willow Farm To look for butterflies, flutterbyes, gutterflies Open your eyes, it's full of surprise Everyone lies like the fox on the rocks And the musical box Oh, there's Mum and Dad, and good and bad And everyone's happy to be here There's Winston Churchill dressed in drag He used to be a British flag, plastic bag, what a drag The frog was a prince The prince was a brick, the brick was an egg, the egg was a bird (Fly away you sweet little thing, they're hard on your tail) Hadn't you heard? (they're going to change you into a human being!) Yes, we're happy as fish and gorgeous as geese And wonderfully clean in the morning We've got everything, we're growing everything We've got some in, we've got some out We've got some wild things floating about Everyone, we're changing everyone You name them all, we've had them here And the real stars are still to appear (All change!) Feel your body melt Mum to mud to mad to dad Dad diddley office, Dad diddley office You're all full of ball Dad to dam to dumb to mum Mum diddley washing, Mum diddley washing You're all full of ball Let me hear your lies, we're living this up to the eyes Ooh, aah, na-na-na Momma I want you now And as you listen to my voice To look for hidden doors, tidy floors, more applause You've been here all the time Like it or not, like what you got You're under the soil (the soil, the soil) Yes, deep in the soil (the soil, the soil, the soil!) So we'll end with a whistle and end with a bang And all of us fit in our places With the guards of Magog, swarming around The Pied Piper takes his children underground Dragons coming out of the sea Shimmering silver head of wisdom looking at me He brings down the fire from the skies You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes Better not compromise, it won't be easy 666 is no longer alone He's getting out the marrow in your backbone And the seven trumpets blowing sweet rock and roll Gonna blow right down inside your soul Pythagoras with the looking glass reflects the full moon In blood, he's writing the lyrics of a brand-new tune And it's hey babe, with your guardian eyes so blue Hey my baby, don't you know our love is true? I've been so far from here, far from your loving arms Now I'm back again And babe, it's gonna work out fine Can't you feel our souls ignite? Shedding ever-changing colours In the darkness of the fading night Like the river joins the ocean As the germ in a seed grows We have finally been freed to get back home There's an angel standing in the sun And he's crying with a loud voice "This is the supper of the mighty one" Lord of Lords, King of Kings Has returned to lead his children home To take them to the new Jerusalem
Listen you guys. These large bold and black texts really hurt my eyes. I’m already blind as a bat, but this is burning my corneas.