Yeah the closer the sushi got to the salmon the more the AI confused it as part of the fish to the point that the closest roll has spots on the wrap that match the fish lol

Woah woah woah one whole sack of communism!?

Literally me. “You just don’t actually know me. I’m really just true shit underneath!”

True lol I just never had a need to.

I started using a dating site that let you record a short message for your profile so I said silly a joke and after hearing it I deleted my whole profile and left the site lol

I literally wanted to die when I heard a recording of myself…

I went 37 years without knowing I’m basically white Steve Urkel…

/Wrist

Try if you must, but as a guy after 10 years on and off these dating sites I just completely gave up. It’s like a constant attack on your self worth and for me I just ended up feeling absolutely pathetic and worthless. I’m still lonely but I feel better than getting ignored constantly and literally only getting likes/messages from bots that want to scam you.

In that 10 year span I went on maybe 6 dates total…

“My freakin hyperbolic time chamber!”

We’re all just balls in the Baja Blast man.

Well fuck me!

Hey look, it worked!

Fuckity fuck fuck!

Winnipeg was the shooter! I knew it!

Mirrors shatter when I look at them. Children run away crying when I pass. Women scream and vomit when they see me. My mother says “you’re such a handso-… Bwahahahhah!! Oh I can’t even finish that with a straight face…”

The world just physically cannot handle how attractive I am!

Hell I’d gladly compromise for just: major nerd, loyal, funny and … Dummy fuckn’ THICK booty.

:P

Unless I’m mixing two articles I read recently, the old man that claimed he was actually the shooter had pictures of little girls in underwear on his phone

When Kirk was shot an old man jumped up and said he did it because apparently he wanted to help the shooter get away but they weren’t connected as far as we know (that guy ended up having child porn or something on his phone I think weirdly enough) Then police grabbed another person who they thought looked similar to the shooter, but wasn’t him.

The shooter went home and eventually confessed to his father that it was him so his father contacted a local ex deputy friend and they brought him in. He was technically a sniper I guess, he used a rifle with a scope and I believe the distance he shot from was not insignificant.

Cursed sandwich from top to bottom:

Tomatoes, lettuce, meat, bread, mayonnaise, bread, onion, pickles.

I seriously don’t understand the end game here…

These people are stuck with this mentality of “labor is one of the biggest expenses a company has so we need to eliminate it” like ok… and that labor goes and buys a product, if not yours because it’s “luxury” then someone else’s. The owner of that company spends their money on your luxury products, but they only have money because labor bought from them and now you only have money because of that labor…

No labor, no money for anyone… It makes no sense.

Tomorrow… Yep. Definitely tomorrow.

Every day.

But that would eliminate a core part of the author’s kinks world building for this story!

:P