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…you’ll put your eye out, kid…

…what?..no, that’s blown HDPE: a translucent plastic bottle with syrup inside…

psyche

…grant imahara should’ve been cast as reed richards… =(

f*ck morning people
f*ck morning, people
f*ck, morning people

…the last thing i want is to interact with another living soul before 11.30, preferably not before 13.30: i wish they were dead, or at least not a part of the world i live in…

…to quote my boss from my third professional job: “i may be a whore, but at least i’m not a slut: sluts don’t get paid”…

…i have not thought about wingman’s hangar for a long, long time…

…i though vibe code was strictly a pejorative term: are there people who use it non-ironically?..

…that is f*cking brilliant…

…spin ties the room together, man…

…every employer i’ve worked with endeavors to put people doing the actual work on salary as soon as possible, so they can harvest that sweet sweet unpaid overtime for maximum profitability…

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…my father-in-law still squirts, but mostly from neuropathy-associated incontinence…

…used to be folks also made adapters with FM micro-transmitters for cars without tape decks; might still do…

Calvin Candie: Your boss looks a little green around the gills.
Django: He just ain’t used to seein’ a man ripped apart by dogs is all.
Calvin Candie: But you are used to it?
Django: I’m just a little more used to Americans than he is.

ARBLUS, LOOK!

…ye gads, that’s reminiscent of some godspeed you! black emperor…

…i haven’t eaten long john silvers in at least fourty years, but i always liked their crispies…

…god wants dollars, god wants cents, god want pounds, shillings, and pence; god wants guilders, god wants kroner, god wants swiss francs and god wants french francs; god wants escudos, god wants pesetas, don’t send lira, god don’t want small potatoes…