

…that single picture explains so much which i previously couldn’t parse about this product…
…that single picture explains so much which i previously couldn’t parse about this product…
(yep, but i just woke up as i was typing, so i’ll leave it as a mark of shame)
…straight back to the prep line at chipotle…
…oh, that’s pretty!..reminds me of when i redecorated my bedroom the summer of `83…
…get that f*ucking plural-comma apostrophe out of my face…
1 head + 5 handle
…say hello to my little friend!..
(basically a compact dish scrubbie + bleach detergent embedded into each disposable head: never have to touch the business end to load refills from the caddy nor to eject used scrubbies into the trash)
…it’s called baleen you ableist clod!..
…weesa no like da naboo: da naboo tink day so smartie, day tink day brain so big!..
…morpheus?..
…well they are backwards, they’re only about one-third of the electorate, and they will never ever vote fascist-light; meanwhile there’s another unrepresented third of the electorate just waiting for anyone to offer them something worth voting FOR…
“Turbo-revvin’ punk! I’ll straighten you out yet!”
…park a maverick next to a nineties ranger; the difference is ridiculous…
…i dumped them like a rock shortly after the pacific bell acquisition a quarter-century ago; sadly, our current ISP was my wife’s unilateral choice…
We’d love to, but manufacturers keep trying to force them down our throats.
…that’s not where they’re supposed to go…
…half that time before i realised it was only half the devices on our network, too: spent a long while chasing DNS poisoning, then the other half patching devices from a mobile hotspot…
…in the end, i never actually figured out why only half my devices couldn’t resolve half of the internet, but a hard-power-cycle of our fiber modem resolved the issue…
…maybe he’ll do the world a favor and step into an industrial shredder…
(shame about his genetic legacy, but hopefully all their mothers are mostly good people who give them a fighting chance at turning out well)
…that’s what the matrix wants you to think…