

oh Turkey, you goofball! 🙈 😜
oh Turkey, you goofball! 🙈 😜
Sounds like there were a lot of fights growing up but now they’re at somewhat peace with one another
I usually dont engage directly with my thoughts unless I am talking to myself out loud which I often do.
I think mostly on instinct, and rationalise/summarize my actions only if I have to.
It’s a bit like waking up at night in a pitch black room and making your way to the toilet. You barely remember it the next morning, but if someone asks you about it you say “oh yeah maybe” and retrieve/fabricate a memory of you navigating around furniture in the dark (because you MUST have), but can’t actually recall it.
That’s a lot! Props to you for keeping your sanity.
Can I ask what your cultural background is? Mormon? Indian? Catholic? South-east asian?
Last night I was watching a film and felt a pair of eyes on me.
But they weren’t on me, they were on the TV, and me and this little guy watched Deadpool together
16-24 slices per loaf, I have eaten on average 1.39‰ six dozen loaves today
He also wrote the theme song for Pringles crisps. This may not be true.
how many kids do you have?
…not quite sure where the hostility is coming from.
The question OP asked is what is likely to vanish in 10 years, and I described the already forced-digitization of household appliances and took it one step further to depict Appliances-as-a-Service, based on the model the printer industry is already rolling out.
How his offends anyone, is a little beyond me. Maybe I should have added quotes?
Yup. Worse still, I can see this extending to other appliances. Haven’t paid your monthly washing machine service fee? Our partnership with the only water company in your area authorizes us to shut off your water.
You gotta give body cues; turn away slightly, start to walk adjacent, nod non-commitally, and then wave farewell
Shark-zula, the mic rulah
The old schoolah, you wanna hunt?
I’ll bring it to ya (raw)
that sun function is a bastard
If you think my comment was vacuous, you should see the ones that replied to it
well when a mommy asymptote and a daddy asymptote meet on opposite ends of an infinite grid, they give birth to a finite area that is carefully and lovingly defined, until the mommy asymptote runs away with a thick veiny fat curve that rules her world, and the daddy asymptote just stands there night-after-night watching them bisect each other