I once saw a slogan on a button at a street vendor in Washington D.C. “Why do we kill people who kill people to show that killing people is wrong?” It’s stuck with me after two decades.
I once saw a slogan on a button at a street vendor in Washington D.C. “Why do we kill people who kill people to show that killing people is wrong?” It’s stuck with me after two decades.
I was not ready for hot goth Girlfield today.
It still works on Firefox and Chrome. If it’s not working, the likely culprit is Hardware Acceleration needs to he turned off, which you can also do on both browsers.
Why is Amy standing in for Leeloo instead of Leela?
Damn. I thought it was to get around copyright bots.
Yeah. How small are they if we turn their ashes into synthetic diamonds?
“That Time I Obliterated my Brother’s Body and Spent an Arm and a Leg to Get His Soul Back.”
Seems more like a shower thought than a dad joke.
You can harvest all from each double cultivation chamber, but not from more than one at once.
Also, yes. The double cultivation chamber replaced the large planter. 2x2 plants per “room” is the best you’ll get for a freighter.
Self destructing in a little under 24 hours.
Agreed. People being awful in theaters has been a long-standing subject of countless jokes. It’s not in any way a new phenomenon. “Please silence your phone” adverts after the trailers happened long before Covid came around.
Only thing I thought was a painful cliche in the movie was the “no, I won’t kill the villain (after mowing down all of his minions like they were nothing) because I’m the good guy!” trope.
I remember Honey Ohs tasting amazing. I bought a box about a year ago and it wasn’t as sweet and flavorful as I remembered. Looked it up and yup, they changed the recipe.
Aright, I’ll admit, that got an audible guffaw out of me.
Several unions have rules against solidarity action/sympathy strikes. There may also be laws against it.
“Maybe I can sneak under it and the bridge won’t notice!”
The sons had their wives too.
Still a lotta first cousin fuckin’ goin’ on though in the next generation.
Someone else flipped the ending.
If I order boneless wings, I know that they’re not made from the wing of a chicken, but they goddamn better be boneless, and saying that “boneless wings is not a guarantee that they are in fact boneless” goes against every linguistic and culinary expectation about that item. I agree with the dissent.