Side note: They do make a damn fine dish washer! (Not European)

Not a dad, but definitely team DeWalt.

Suddenly, there was a terrible roar all around us, and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats parrots, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, and a voice was screaming: “Holy Jesus. What are these goddamn animals?”

Fear and Loathing in the Pet Store.

I attended both a Halloween and Christmas party where the hosts had invited someone selling sex toys. Much hilarity and shenanigans ensued. They were both great parties.

It’s a logical fallacy called “post hoc, ergo propter hoc”. The assumption that an event is caused/prevented by something that preceded it.

Lol. It’s literally what I gave the AI. My intentions were certainly not pure, but it was very very sensitive about what I typed in.

To be fair, I asked it to make it Coke brand flour. It came up with Coci-Cola all on its own.

That’s Coke brand flour. No responsible AI image generator would let you show spider-man sniff a pile of cocaine.

That thing could kill anything that ate it. Pretty sure one of those things would cause your blood to gellify.

That image makes my eyes want to vomit.

I’ll have you know that’s Coke brand flour. He’s sniffing it for quality assurance. He picked up the bad habit of piling it on the table from Tony. Get your mind out of the gutter!

Yup.

That toilet is gonna snap one day, get tired of all the shit, and lay porcelain hands on the user.

In the larger sense, yes the owners tend to exhibit the behaviour that of an asshole.

In the context of what the previous commenter was saying, however, the employees would have to confront the individuals bringing in the food, and for what they are paid, they might rather not bother dealing with a potentially unruly patron. The patron in this case, should they exhibit such unruly behaviour (though still less ashole-ish than the owners), still exhibit asshole-ish characteristics, relative to the poor minimum wage employee who’s just trying to do their job.

*edit: fixed the grammer

Safety feature. In case of an emergency you can zip their lips.

Whimsically terrifying.

Chicken thigh!

You mean Harryington Potterson?

Yeah, he cut holes in their throats so food would fall out and added additional holes along the digestive tract to collect various “gastric juices”. He also, apparently, started a business harvesting and selling said juices as a cure for indigestion… not sure how that worked, seems like it would cause more than it cured.