You look deep into it’s soul… “porta-potty, I’m going to count back from ten to one, when I reach one, you will be a coffee shop… ten, nine…”

I’m surprised that they didn’t just embed a card reader in the phones.

If it isn’t in rgb.txt, I don’t even want to hear about it.

As is tradition.

Just sell one, that’s why you’ve got two!

Well, what if one of them has a knife or even a gun? Did you think of that?

Of course not. What are you even talking about.

You probably don’t want to have that theory tested. Just in case.

They were trying to get to 1700 something, so they’ve made some progress, from their point of view. I don’t know what all the wailing is about.

I see no cheese in that picture…

(although I once saw Babybel in the “gourmet” section in a US supermarket, so, idk, whatever…)

As long as there’s enough cowbell…

This is true for all variants of oral sex, really. It tends to happen near very fragile bits.

They should be. An avenue next to my place has a kebab sandwich shop (or fried chicken, as the other random cheap junk) every twenty metres. While I’m fine with having a few of those here and there, this is just ridiculous.

D’accord, mais au moins c’est une belle langue!

This could have been in the Olympics.

Loam drives more, whereas clay either walks or takes the metro?

It’s axe or sword. I suppose it could be a saw, but I don’t think anybody ever was sick enough to implement that.

Mine was a 486DX50. I used that beast for quite some time. It ran great.

I’m still not convinced conservapedia isn’t an elaborate parody site.

Maybe he was just bad at grammar?