Especially if the battery is 600 miles long like the title says.
Especially if the battery is 600 miles long like the title says.
I just know that their military has the best MREs.
No shit. My mom got a kitchen aid from my aunt and it has day unused under a hideous floral pattern dust cover because it was white and not pink like she wanted.
Next to the unused bread machine which is next to the George Foreman grill which is next to the panini press…
I still have my great grandma’s cast iron kitchen cube that she brought over from the old country.
I can’t even describe what that thing can do with pork chops.
Still waiting on a fax from them to confirm.
Imagine how massive the camera that took that picture is!
That’s an instant X2 score modifier right there.
That would be impossible, for I am the raciest uncle!
Edit: And before my inbox fills up, I’m only into Weird Aunts with a balanced cat/tattoo ratio.
Oh, thank fuck. David Bowie’s Area is still online.
Ugh, the whole renovation thing is a pain in the ass. My mom watches renovation shows all day while the house has fallen into smelly disrepair over the last twenty years.
She keeps talking about painting this or knocking out that wall or installing all new fixtures 'so it can be nice for the next people (she’s in her 80s and plans on dying there).
I keep telling her that no matter how much money she wastes ‘fixing’ the place up, the people that eventually buy it are going to gut it and do their own thing.
One little old lady using a total of three rooms in a 4br3b house.
She dreams that I’ll settle down and want a quiet place in the suburbs, but I hate the neighborhood and most of the people that live there. If she were hit by a bus tomorrow I’ll call the first Cash For Houses scam I see so I don’t have to deal with any of that.
/Rant
Its kind of like a Boise Corn-dog, but it requires jumper cables and four cinder blocks instead of two.
“I have a busted old brain from the 80s, what distro would you suggest?”
We fell in love in a homeless place… We fell in love in a hooOoomless plaaace…
I got backstage access at a U2 concert pretending to be delivering potatoes.