It takes a heroic amount of cocaine to make something so devoid of taste and see it through.
It takes a heroic amount of cocaine to make something so devoid of taste and see it through.
If they knew where Ea-Nasīr was buried, people would leave flowers for him as well.
Where’s “beach”?
Elon Musk: The Early Years
Replace the carrot with a cucumber, as they perceive those as dangerous snakes
You might want to stay away from any Australian wine that’s packaged in a plastic bag then.
That doesn’t look like her, and besides, her name is Xenia.
It’s obviously from the parallel timeline in which German became the official language of the United States.
So much for Judaeochristian settler solidarity…
His need for approval knows no bounds.
You’ve been a very bad sea turtle.
He’s now in Aussie Crook Valhalla, enjoying endless succulent Chinese meals with Ned Kelly and Chopper Read.
The ones I’ve seen look machine-made, probably in huge quantities. They’re thin, and look slightly less disposable than a paper coffee cup.
They still make these
Olympia at least had a good punk/indie/riot-grrrl scene in the 90s, and made its mark on music history that way
Cybertruck was a self-portrait
The good news: your troops come back with combat experience, the first North Koreans to have it since the 1950s
The bad news: your troops come back hooked on internet porn.
You can set up veterans-only porn dispensaries on the national intranet to mitigate that (the state’s hackers can steal it in between emptying Bitcoin wallets for the nuclear programme, or you can set up a domestic porn industry for the military), though what if they are also have become used to freer access to information and speech in general?
The other option, of course, is to make sure nobody comes back alive; like Icelandic racehorses, once your troops leave your pure country, they may never return, lest they contaminate it.
Also Australians (where the most economical package of paracetamol/acetaminophen is 200 pills for A$4).
How easy is it to strip DRM from Kobo ebooks?
Daddy was one of the handful of lucky survivors who weren’t crushed by a SUV or abducted by a serial killer. Back then, families had, like, 13 kids so that at least one or two would survive the perils of playing outside.