That was incredibly immature. sigh. I upvoted.
That was incredibly immature. sigh. I upvoted.
Same. I’ve listened to so many I have a playlist pared down to just Japanese trains and specific crossings I found on YT. okok, Imma nerd. But still.
Got to keep it poppin!
But that is what the Good News™ is all about for the evangelicals! He is already HERE! Parts of him are probably fossilized or petrified by now. And the rest of him is just dust. And dust never goes away. Why, I might even have a particle of Jesus dust in my yogurt right now! Halleluhah.
I mean, it’s where I keep all of my important tax documents in pdf and my old family videos. It’s plugged in this here chromebook. Haven’t needed to take it out since I got the thing during a sale for $160. The chromebook that is. I don’t remember what 16Gb cost back then.
well we’re waiting_judgesmail.gif I mean…dude. You gotta tell us what you got on the paper. How’d you score?
I’ll be the non jokey one here and bring us all down with the hard math. 13.6 kilometers converted into American is pretty much, like, way more than a half tank of gas unless you have a Prius. But you do you. Can you get me a slushie on the way back? You know I’m good for it.
This one kind of annoys me. It turns out NP is really a thing for its time, unlike Blazing Saddles or Airplane. I would use sound clips from NP during my early streams if they fit the context. Now? The references are too dated in that they point to a culture that just doesn’t exist in that form anymore. The setting, sure, but the vocabulary and the inside jokes sail over most people’s heads these days. Which I think kinda sucks because Napoleon Dynamite is a great slow low budget quiet comedy about nothing interesting.
…damn it. You win the entire thread.
It’s bullshit. *nonchalantly and no situational awareness, tosses a water bottle in a random direction. **random offscreen voice “Ow! Hey!”
No, its a gumball machine. A dispenser. So it can dispense anything such as bird seeds for the ducks. Put in a coin and out comes bird feed AND a gumball. The gumball is for you.
Also authentic Napelese (sp?) pizza doesn’t taste like you are eating an entire loaf of bread with tomato sauce on top. And none of that gooey cheese dripping grease all over.
Same. When I was young, I would RAGE if a pea so much as whispered to the mashed potatoes next to it. Now I reflect that I have bigger problems than this and don’t stress about it. Medication also helps. Somewhat.
I mean…yeah? I also take my hand and swipe across my face, flinging the sandwich across the table and into the lap of whoever is sitting to my left but that is a “their problem” and not a “me problem”. To move the carriage to the next line.
You know what’s beautiful? I say one thing and do the other. I am a total hypocrite. (At home, I will literally put all of the entree I spend HOURS in the kitchen into a bowl, mix it up, and eat it in front of the TV like a toddler. )
“Mooooommmm, Dad’s nose is bleeding again!” “What did he do this time?” “Remember when he snorted a line of 21 Seasonings spices on a dare? Well…”
We do not worship Satan. Keep that to yourself.
I am not into the foreign food being an American. The potstickers are an excellent suggestion though. But the carbonated water? Sounds Italian. Or Swiss. One of those foreign countries.
The trick is you have to keep blowing warm air on the pizza until it warms up enough. You know, for the cheese to not cut your mouth like glass shards. Like my grammie’s pizza used to do. She’s legit from the old country. Rome. Oklahoma.
Explain. I am on medication for mental health reasons and have stopped drinking.