Even at the end, he was a very beautiful boy.
Even at the end, he was a very beautiful boy.
Just remember kids: When it comes to pigs questioning you, EVERY day is Shut the Fuck Up Friday.
I’d let you know how much I spend in electricity through PGE, but…
I just recently moved in, so I don’t have good data for you yet, and
Portland General Electric ≠ Pacific Gas & Electric
How many banks could Phil Banks fill if Phil Banks could fill banks?
That’s MISS Chanandler Bong.
Guess my job based on the following description:
I sell a product to a people who don’t believe they have any use for it during what they consider their personal time.
Answer:
I am a middle school math teacher.
I cut my full brother out of my life eight years ago. He isn’t a violent person, but he is a passive-aggressive asshole. My life has been infinitely calmer since then, and I don’t regret my decision at all.
If he were violent and had a vendetta against me? I’m putting a restraining order on him, moving states, and hiding my home address data as best as possible.
WOOHOO! BOOM
Predestination. Sarah Snook is just incredible.
WELCOME TO RADICAL AUTONOMY’S WEBSITE!
This is soon going to be a great website all about me! Click here to see pictures of me and my friends!
I finally got diagnosed with ASD Level 1 last summer, and this summer I drove over 2000 miles from DFW to PDX. I spent over 40 years in Texas, and escaping that hellhole is no longer a dream. It is a reality that I manifested, and I super proud of myself for making it happen.
I also have the XM4s, they work great. Don’t bother getting the more expensive XM5s…hardly any noticeable difference from what I could tell.
I blocked him a couple days ago finally. He’s a hateful prick, glad to be rid of his nonsense.
I suppose that might work, it never occurred to me to do so.
No, there is too much precision required.
I can read UPC, UPC-8, ISBN, and EAN bar codes. Tear the numbers off the bottom of the bar code, hand me the lines, and I will tell you the numbers you tore off.
I used to work the midnight shift at a call center back in the late 90s. It was incredibly boring because we weren’t allowed to browse the internet when no calls were coming in (which was most of the time, got maybe five calls total per night). So I picked up a copy of Yahoo! Internet Life, a now-defunct technology-centered magazine. This issue had a how-to section for wacky shit like that, so I committed it to memory because wtf else was there to do?
“…that’s China.”
“YOU’RE China!”