Now he has a ratchet with grit in it
Now he has a ratchet with grit in it
I was gonna ask, are they using Robert’s Rules of Order in these meetings? Are they taking notes on a criminal conspiracy?
Junk food is a metaphor for thermodynamics. Nothing lasts. if it’s in stock, then it’s eaten. So I try not to buy any. But even then I will dip strawberries in sugar.
Off-topic but I wonder if the hand could be impervious to vitamin e oil
TIL the stripes on resistors aren’t just colorful fun. I found this tool, but I need to read a more to understand it: https://www.digikey.com/en/resources/conversion-calculators/conversion-calculator-resistor-color-code
“we may not know how much money we can make by developing a certain game, but we can get a feeling as to what kind of game will make users happy. That’s why we test games even in the middle of development and collect feedback.”
That sounds a lot like using data collection to design games. And hey, it’s hard to create art. Art can fail even at its best.
You’re not wrong, but that’s no reason to stop calling trunk on his shit.
I couldn’t tell ya, not a Harry potter person.
__A mashup so bad, only corporate tv would fund it: doogie howser, but he’s Harry potter
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Interesting. I didn’t know sumac was anything other than poisonous. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sumac Of course no one would use urushiol as a spice, would they?
The speed of farts is an interesting question. Definitely appreciate any new research.
In which Harry investigates a mysterious semaphore! He gets to the top of the tower, and finds an old man, tending a small fire!
“No news, mate. Got some dickweed for my pipe?”
Whatever is in hummus from nice restaurants, for me. Something fresh? And I used to make hummus in a restaurant and never had a problem. Most of the ingredients came from a can though.
Spindly legs!
Oh no the brandy wars incoming
OP found a friend but decided to have a panic attack over it. Same bro. Happens to me on the regular. Maybe stuff a $20 in the tip jar next time. Or bring them a bottle of random Prosecco and then awkwardly leave.
Yeh just get the leaves off any pavement, steps or walkways or sidewalks. When I was a little kid I would wander the neighborhood with a rake or a snow shovel, etc. Sometimes old ladies would pay with money and tip with cookies.
Don’t listen to those kids. If you have to, just give them a snack
Your creds could be diminished based on which usenet forums you frequented. I had a little while in my 90s youth obsessed with researching marihuana, libertarian ideals, and discrediting Scientology in the alt.scientology groups. Not great, kind of normal for usenet, but there were much darker places to inhabit there. Worst of all was posting from my university account with my real name.
Doesn’t it just seem so far away? How could “Hospital patients burned alive” affect my routine?