Then they slide your silverware or straw over to you and say …and there’s that."
“Yes of course, that”
…that hole can’t be filled. We pretend because no one has the balls to live with the truth, the truth being that inside that hole, Jack, is what we really are: nothingness.
Then they slide your silverware or straw over to you and say …and there’s that."
“Yes of course, that”
In all likelihood, I probably will…
Great idea. Dry soils, which are basically pulverized rock, are typically trafficked in on the soles of shoes. When it works its way into individual carpet tufts and then trafficed again, it causes a majority of the discoloration we regard as “wear”. Have a dedicated pair of house shoes or slippers. Buy several sizes of machine washable ones for house guests. And vacuum several times a week. I once had a customer whose wife was limited to a wheelchair, which are typically very hard on carpets and leave dirty traffic patterns in the path of the wheels. Their carpets were in good condition. Their secret? “Outside” wheelchair that stayed in the trunk of the car.
Did this professionally for a while. Carpet cleaners would largely go out of business overnight if everyone took their shoes off. Filthy animals.
Tell her to sit on it. And rotate.
I came in looking for this comment. Maybe they can redevelop it along with Robotech: Crystal Dreams
Don’t chicken open inside
If you want mushrooms, SHUT UP. If you want broccoli, what the hell is broccoli anyway? If you want something crazy like pineapple, I KILL YOU. If you like pepperoni and bullets, you’ve come to the right place.
This one! Played as a kid and didn’t get it. Played again later when I discovered emulation and smoked it. I was a stupid kid.
Is that the game where you are a feudal Japanese farmer and have to dig holes and bury the aliens?
You’re gonna make me bust out the emulator again aren’t you
I feel personally attacked here.
Years ago, a coworker greeted me with “Happy 420!”