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What do Gnu Zealand curses sound like, huh Eh ma'am?

Thrilling Sunday/Monday-on-Tuesday reports, see man: We have never been Many00% unable to connect to VJ before, no man. It was like a suspension, or an outright flagging, without having done anything, si and no and shaddap Bro G and Charles man. Thrilling Sunday mini-report, see man: Consumed 2 bowls of Costco popcorn while watching NFL, ingest we man. These do not count toward Two Guys Week totals, only one guy involved man. Movie night was another Better Call Saul episode, watch Two Guys man. Two bowls of Costco popcorn were consumed, ingest Two Guys man. These count toward Two Guys totals, good start man. Thrilling Monday mini-report, see man: Breakfast/lunch/din-din was onecan of beef stew, ingest we man. "Many-minute" visit to Mama T-B. turned into nearly an hourlong visit, we man. Din-din was shepherd's pie from Aldi, ingest Two Guys man. No party with the rubias either night, no cavort we man. And that was/is our thrilling Sunday/Monday, report we man. Fotos or recordings now or it didn't happen, see and hear or no see and no hear Eh ma'am!

Your GPS also hosed your P-Math skills, si and see and sigh Eh ma'am. It's easy, Eh ma'am: Many km/hr = Many mph, si and elementary Eh ma'am. You should have conquered the country then and there to get them to shut up, si Eh ma'am. Excellent advice, si Eh ma'am. But it feels wonderful, si Eh ma'am! But we are glad that you are back, si and welcome back Eh ma'am.

No one has told us how to work around things via a VPN, no and man! Insulting higher primates, si man! Reported!!!

Maybe it's a hypothetical example or he's considering an alternative.

1. It's good to have. 2. It lends credibility. 3. It eases your travel within even domestic airports. 4. It certainly eases your travel with CBP (see 2. above). 5. You don't have to fumble to get your driver's license out of and back into your wallet while on the move.

Was locked out of VisaJourney for several days because of a computer issue. Here is this past Sunday's intended Official Weekly VAWA-Thread Joke: =========================================== BLONDE CRIME A blonde was speeding in a 35-mile-per-hour zone when a local police officer pulled her over. The officer, also a blonde, walked up and asked for the blonde driver's license. The driver searched frantically in her purse and finally said to the blonde policewoman, "What does a driver's license look like?" Irritated, the blonde cop said, "You dummy! It's got your photo on it!" The blonde driver frantically searched her purse again and found a small, rectangular mirror down at the bottom. She held it up to her face and said, "Aha! This must be my driver's license!" and handed it to the blonde policewoman. The blonde cop looked in the mirror, handed it back to the driver, and said, "You're free to go. Also, if I had known you were a police officer too, we could have avoided all of this!"

Thrilling Saturday report, see man: We are fortunate to have done our ES-ing on Friday, see below man. We were very groggily awakened by a cheerful phone call from ex-Mrs.-T-B., ex-she man man. While we self-caffeinated, Mama T-B. ordered us to appear ASAP, intense senior she man man. We managed to get there in semi-coherent shape with a whole bag of requested stuff, groggy we man man. We caddied her pills, always a shouting match* man. *Mama T-B. always insists on checking each day's contents Many (2+2) times**, man **if it's right the first time, why would it be wrong the next Many (2+1) times, huh man? Lunch was Mama T-B.'s leftovers, nibble we man. We did most of her other stuff during our Many-hour ([2+1]-hour) visit, particular senior she man man. Mama T-B. ordered us to find a phone adaptor that stays in the outlet, no wobbling man. We are clueless regarding such stuff, say so and got yelled at we man. We said that we would consult ex-Mrs.-T-B., knows all about that stuff man. We left and went to a packed Aldi, grocery for Two Guys week we man. As soon as we wearily arrived at the casa, Mama T-B. called, see man: "Where are you with my phone adaptor, huh man?" aysheep senior she man. We almost couldn't restrain ourself, no man. We called ex-Mrs.-T-B., who agreed to out-bail us, amenable ex-she man man. We heard nothing from Mama T-B. after that, obviously successful ex-she man man. An exhausted siesta was then taken, zzz we man. Din-din was the final Many (2x2x2 +2) Costco spring rolls, finally freezer space now man. Miu insisted on everything that mius can conceivably insist on, comply we man. We had a couple of fall festival events to have attended today, forget both man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. No Sunday plans other than our LL, NFL football, and evening start to Two Guys week man. And that was/is our thrilling Saturday, report we man.

Do what OldUser says. Your cache of evidence is strong; therefore, affidavits are unnecessary. A glaring omission, however: Wills, medical & financial powers of attorney, and similar estate documents. These make superlative evidence for ROC, and they're even more crucial to have in "life." If your state (like mine, Texas) has templates online that cover necessary protocols, use those; if not, shop for a lawyer who can draft these for you. (Remember, for the future, that if you move from one U.S. state to another, your will may need to be redone.)

I agree with OldUser above -- you'll almost certainly be grandfathered in.

We heard that YOU had trouble, too, so there and ha man.

Thrilling Friday-on-Saturday report, see man: Still locked out of VJ, man. Arose, self-caffeinated, and mowed front lawn only, save energy for ES-ing we man. ES'd and ran Many (2+1) errands during itinerary, efficient we man. Our hip has been quite good all this time, major relief man. Breakfast/lunch/din-din was at Mexican restaurant during ES-ing, efficient we man. At the casa, a nice-yet-insufficient siesta was taken, zzz we man. Before sundown, mowed back lawn, job complete man. Miu enlapped herself as usual as we off-cooled under ceiling fan, lap-miu miu man. No party with the rubias, no cavort we man. Must see Mama T-B. on Saturday, visit we man senior she man man. And that was/is our thrilling Friday, report we man.

Thrilling Thursday-on-Saturday (!) report, see man: Still locked out of VJ, man. Breakfast was 2 hard-boiled eggs, ingest we man. Visited Mama T-B., "brief" visit that lasted the usual 2 hours man. Din-din was from Subway*, ingest we man. *WUOC + gift card, financially savvy we man No party with the rubias, no cavort we man. Many (2+2+1) ESs itineraried for Friday, trip-roading we man. And that was/is our thrilling Thursday, belatedly report we man.

Great news!

It's been wonderful to follow your story. Keep it up!

The in-person aspect certainly shows commitment to the relationship. Let's hope that they don't ask her for something that she has access to only at home. Be sure to report back with all details and the outcome.

Wonderful! Because this issue is happily concluded, we'll lock this thread, to keep others from hijacking it.

Good luck, and keep us apprised.

Be sure to return here to let us know the results.

Accurate. Back in my time, I asked a former consular officer what constituted this, and he said, "Any poor country," with emphasis on all 3 words.

This part sounds good. Keep letting us know.

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Please do so regardless!

Beautiful time of year for this. Be sure to provide detailed reports. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mackinac_National_Park

On the Clay & Buck radio show on Friday, some figures were thrown around -- these trans clowns are something like 0.1% of the population, and they commit mass murders at something like an 800% rate in proportion. That says something. I was driving and couldn't record or remember the exact numbers.