“it’s the thirst mutilator!”
“it’s the thirst mutilator!”
I asked Alexa what the weather was like, and they shoe horned a sponsorship.
I like the idea of magnet fishing, but it seems like you just pick up metal trash.
Lies! There is no potatoe, only sadness.
Obviously! To keep the knob’s thoughts from being read.
I this what you want?
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!
“ tilt the head, to ensure the air way is open. Before we get to compressions, it’s a good time to remind you that this CPR video is sponsored by RAID: shadow legends…“
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!
Good luck if it bites you. I heard they are real dirty.
I tried to scream, but my mouth was full of flab.
Then maybe a little 1984?
I feel we have made a terrible mistake!
No, it was like “weather is brought to you by.” Can I not remember the rest because I was blinded by rage . I didn’t even hear the weather. It only happened once.