First, I throw in a jalapeno as a life preserver, then I come in with the second chip like an S.S. Minnow sent from heaven. Finally I Mobey Dick the rescue team and send them to the depths of hell that is my digestive tract.
First, I throw in a jalapeno as a life preserver, then I come in with the second chip like an S.S. Minnow sent from heaven. Finally I Mobey Dick the rescue team and send them to the depths of hell that is my digestive tract.
Yea I thought about that 5 minutes after posting. 1970s Boeing was competent.
I’ll take “Things not built by Boeing” for 800, Alex.
Sounds like the hamster wants out.
I read the title as someone from Boston saying, 'He got the job, didn’t he?!?"
Good one! I didn’t see that coming!
We’ve been using Master/Bater down at the church.
It’s like work email. Mine were 100% read for 16 years. Then I let one go unread, then two, and now I’m up to just under 1,000 unread emails. It’s an adrenaline rush, like Russian roulette. I doubt I’ll read any replies to this comment! I need help.
I have a sneaking suspicion this is an alien trap. They know we can’t resist caves! I bet that thing is full of probes.
Crocodile mechanics and otter plumbers. No wonder I can’t find a job!
Rookie mistake using the incisors. The pros know you start with the molars to break a nut loose.
The probability that a monkey would throw its shit against the wall and have it look exactly like Shakespeare is, on the other hand, extremely likely in our lifetime.