He giving him the ol’ dick twist.
He giving him the ol’ dick twist.
Lies! There is no potatoe, only sadness.
Behold this sacred relic! It’s his old samsung S5!
Narwhal is cool, but do you want to use the good Narwhal on just anyone? I want to use it for special occasions or that certain someone.
The only way to protect yourself from a bad guy with a sword is a good guy with a spear.
Sees door, " Fuck! I’ve been robbed. Wait, did they pick up in here? What’s that smell? Is that lemon pledge?"
I’d just wish they would bring back the rueben sandwich.
I went through to the trouble of translating that, and it was worth it.
Of course, it does! Tiny homes are hip now, and they still want to fuck us for every penny we have.
My plan A was similar. Just get cremated and just be scattered around my parents graves. Just so "I’m around“. Plan b, viking funeral. Plan “c” is getting cramated, getting an half and ounce of ashes, putting it in resin keychains. Then during the memorial, “take a little piece of Bob with you.”, and hand out the keychains. Eventually, you are going to lose it, go back to my wife, because she probably has a box of leftover me somewhere.
In Edge runners, they were putting people’s cremated remains in stainless steel capsule, like a world’s worst kinder surprise. That struck me as being very plausible in the future.
What!? And ruin the bottom line!? Blasphemous!
Can one compost old weed? Turn it into weed mulch? Could someone buy it wholesale and make something else? This feels like a problem a little R and D could solve.
A strange juice in the hand is worth two rude and unreasonable chickens in the bush.
Nah! I just want someone hot to look at. What am I doing to do, watch a dude for 40 hours? Gaaaaayyyyyy!
Then maybe a little 1984?
I feel we have made a terrible mistake!
Twist his dick!