Truly a parable of hubris.
Truly a parable of hubris.
Isn’t there a character limit on shitter?
Sighs, and begrudgingly resets a counter labeled, “Days Since I’ve thought about Martin Shkreli.” Then, I place my head in my hands and begin to weep.
Rub your nose on your anus and you’ll have your answer.
Coward.
The train doesn’t exist, therefore it can’t be late when it’ll never be there.
On the plus side the train is never late.
Seems to me like they’ve just upped the price $10 with each successive generation of consoles.
There’s plenty of poor boomers. They’re mostly dead on account of being poor, we’re just left with the rich ones.
A perfect example of a shower thought. Thanks for thinking it.
On a semi related note: what the hell is the deal with people that walk around in public on speaker phone, with the phone held 2 inches from their head? What’s the point? I just saw someone doing it the other day and having a pretty awkward conversation that I would want other people to listen to.
Doin’ the Lord’s work.
Yo it’s no stupid questions, not no evil questions.
Fer sure. I just yada yada’d over that part.
I am the alpha and omega.
Anytime bud.
An interesting tangent. The term broadcast for radio comes from farming and broadcasting seeds when planting. Podcast naturally evolved from that term. I’m imagining the podcast they listened too is called “Peas In A Pod.” with talking peas discussing plant facts.
I think they’d be connected inside so if you stuck something in one far enough it’d come out the other. The Alpha and Omega of anal.