Thanks, I don’t get it either.
Um, I was going to say ‘they said 2, not 1; read the next line.’ And then I thought we might be being given an example, not a question; so I didn’t. But I seem to be doing it anyway.
Try looking up the Bible verse for Acts, Chapter Two.
Start with verse 1.
And just remember, “Whoooosh.”
(Do we hafta explain whoosh?)
Yes, you need to read verse 2, as well as verse 1
[1]And when the day of Pentecost was fully come, they were all with one accord in one place . [2] And suddenly there came a sound from heaven as of a rushing mighty wind, and it filled all the house where they were sitting.
I had no idea that was going to be so hard.
Ah, the Dope. Where four people can have six simultaneous conversations, reach three different conclusions, and then still argue about it for a bit.
ETA: and pull one helluva hijack on the O.P.
Numbers drawn straight outta where the sun don’t shine, before anyone starts picking nits about my math.
“Straight outta where the sun don’t shine” is a colloquial expression that does not imply any ignorance of standard basic grammar.
Whew. Did I cover my bases?
Probably a bad time for the “that’s what she said” here, isn’t it?
Ahh. The Mysteries of life…
Ah! Yes, that was crucial.
In my world there has never been a good time for it yet.
The reference should have been verse 2. 
So I’ve heard.
We don’t wear inside shoes in the house, I have slippers (flip-flops in the summer) and my husband has crocs (bleh). But our dogs are in and out all day after stepping in who knows what. I guess that kind of defeats the purpose. One day, I stopped at the post office, opened my card door, and was just about to step out when I noticed a big, fresh, slimy loogie that someone had just spit out. That’s why I don’t wear shoes in my house. 
We get fresh eggs from our neighbor. They are usually pretty dirty with a mixture of mud and I guess poop. I leave them as is on the counter til I need one and then wash it in warm water immediately before cracking it open.
Until I had these, I never realised how much better home fresh eggs could taste.
Back in the day, ritual baths were a common thing for Jews. Ancient synagogues included ritual baths. You can find one in the Essene settlement on the Dead Sea, or Herod’s Tomb which was taken over by the rebels when fighting the Romans, for example. St. Paul got hijacked by the Jerusalem Temple bunch and forced to undergo a ritual bath to prove he was “clean” of spirit. Hence the criticism by Jesus - the outwardly devout loved to bathe to show others their holiness…
I had my big toenails “fixed” when I was in high school, since I suffered regularly from infected ingrown toenails. One big toe is good - one side is cut off and does not go under the skin, the other side I have to dig out the end piece every few months when it starts to hurt.
The other, the doctor tried removing and simply scrambled the root, so it now grow like a thick claw. I’ve had to use wire cutters and saws etc… over the years to whittle it down every year or so.
I can actually add a data point about this; when I was a young man, I attended a wilderness course at the National Outdoor Leadership School in Wyoming. Spent a month camping in the Wind River Mountains, in the company of 10 or so other young adults. Now, “minimum impact” is a fundamental tenet of NOLS’ ethos, so we camped rough for that month; no bathing, no showering, no toilet paper (smooth stones or snow, if you’re wondering). The only hygiene we practiced was brushing teeth and frequently washing hands (as well as going 70 paces away from the camp or any water source, to answer nature’s call).
After a month, we were all grotty and smelly, with lank, greasy hair; but nobody got sick, even when we were huddling together under our joint sleep tarp. Interestingly, while I smelled utterly rank to myself, I never noticed anyone else’s funk.
So after a couple of days of, “OMG I feel so gross”, we all stopped noticing. I did note that my beard was soft and silky for the first time ever. And when we got back to town and everyone had their first showers, the women all commented on how full and glossy their hair was.
The physician and writer Ferroll Sams wrote a semiautobiographical novel about going through Emory Medical School during the first years of World War II. On the first day of his Microbiology class, his somewhere unconventional professor says, “I’m here to tell you that you can catch the clap on a toilet seat. But that’s a helluva place to take your girl.”
I have heard that a dremel tool with a sharp blade attachment can be very effective!
He he he. ISWYDT
Few people. Time away from population in general. No shared toilet seat. Outdoors.
I can see that’s a good way to stay well.
That’s one reason I usually do wear shoes in mine.
Still are, for the most observant ones.
I find myself wondering whether he also stank and they didn’t want to tell him that.
Get up, shower, get dressed. Including shoes. I work from home I wear shoes inside. I take them off when I know my wife is home and we are set doing whatever. Usually chess or cribbage.
How to explain… The stairs to my office are very steep uncarpeted 2x8s. I need shoes for them. I need the traction, and otherwise those 2x8s dig into my size 13 feet. Much safer with shoes on. Usually a lightweight hiking shoe/boot. Much more comfortable for me as well. I need the support for low arches.
We have two dogs that go out and in the house as they please (doggie door). So keeping the floors clean is a fools errand. My driveway is gravel, the dog yard a combination of rocks and dirt/mud. That’s what you get living in the mountains. Oh and an average of 25 feet of snow a year. If I want to go to my car to get something, well, I need shoes.
I’m somewhat aggravated when required to take of shoes. For me, they are functional, even indoors.