That one looks stoned af
That one looks stoned af
Wiggle wiggle wiggle yeah
Both are great insults
Some great names. Sneutrino, zino, wino
If I’m smart enough to get stuck in the peer review process I will absolutely just say fuck you
Burger: No wrong way to swallow, feels more legit on the 'ol tongue, twice the quantity of “value size”
The Sun uses original oxygen called hydrogen, that and she thicc af with all that gravity
A Bull of Red is the only answer
Didn’t the French have a solution to this problem? Something about heads, or a lack there of.
This is called narcissism, he is just a narcissist with a hard-on for himself and unfortunate access to widespread attention
Lmg, he’ll be exempt from this surveillance along with all his rich ass-hole buddies
How the fuck can anyone say science sucks
Send meme in group chat > all friend have meme
It’s just corporations and rich assholes running the show and they absolutely do not give a fuck about anyone but themselves, especially if the anyone is poor ordinary. The only way to solve the issue is to completely remove these entities from the equation and start making our own protections.
Does more, lol. Think Apple might need a dictionary considering iPhone is just barely getting home screen customization and the Mac mouse actively works against doing anything.
For power tools just pick your favorite color and stick to it. All the big brands are the same except for their special lil’ batteries. For everything else, buy cheap tools (Harbour Freight, garage sales, Amazon, eBay, etc.). When you wear them out / break them / otherwise need to replace them, that’s when you can justify spending a bit of money to get good tools. Plus at that point you’ll have a much better understanding of the tool and thus what you want or need for the tool to best serve you.
Or be like me and spend too much time/money finding a tool that might be good only to never use it because brain says, “I’m bored, find new hobby” every couple of business days.
Are these hard Arizona’s any good?
Help me, salt-vinegar chipobi! Your my only hope . . .