

How can an ace be one and eleven? What kind of god would do that?
How can an ace be one and eleven? What kind of god would do that?
yeah it’s probably electromagnetic force holding it on there or something
i got my first butt probe when i was 15 and my last when i was 20. never have to again.
My government salutes you!
she’s what, two years older than him? that kind of age/mass difference makes all the difference without training. if they ever fight, he always loses.
You don’t go to the international eye licking festival
I live in a corridor
Because when you want butt tacos, think Jesus de la Grieta
Only 1300? Rookie numbers
Yes I smoke weed
Awww I wanted it to gurgle blood in its wood chipper/mouth/head removal proboscis while it giggled through its speakers and says I Bring You Love, you know to attract more fuel.
It’s been a trying day.
Dude if growing up in the 70s taught me nothing else and it didn’t cigarettes give you lungs like this
Like if you send in fifty cigarette carton tops they’ll send you a useless tar lung from a dead smoker that you can use to traumatize other children at your elementary school.
Where you been man? That’s practically Ra’s day job, it’s not the 90s anymore
i’m tired but i know a thing or two about finance and all this tracks. i wouldn’t present it in court without spending an hour or two tracing down every line, but on first blush it passes the smell test
didn’t gimp just roll out a major update? I’ve been using paint.net for a while, but i’m curious how the the new is
oh wait i got another one, my tinnitus it a pretty constant pitch, and i can measure my intervals offa it so i got perfect pitch. i can’t tell you what note it is (except for b3, i hit that one perfectly every time because of this one ave maria) but it takes me a minute. the note is e11 or e12 i can’t remember which anymore
there are a few diseases (mostly in the cold/flu family) that i can smell. it’s something in the sweat.
yes but can you always do something about it, that is the real superpower
That why I don’t believe in Bird