Blessed be the fruit.
Blessed be the fruit.
I regret that i have only one star to give.
This might be my favorite comment of all time, on the entire internet.
LOL. If a republican doesn’t have his head up his ass, then he’s neck-deep in your vagina.
I’d be more excited if some weed accidentally appeared in my mailbox.
Under his eye, Ofgizmodo.
I tote around a few civet cats that poop beans out on my travels. Anything less is barbaric.
Never had a problem and I travel with so much tech that my carry on looks like it’s a suitcase nuke. 2 USB batteries, a kindle, an ipad, 2 laptops, at least 4 cables and 4 chargers, travel router with power cable and network cable, and with a Volt Ohm meter and at least an arduino project to mess with in the hotel…
No, go in clothed, insist on the pat down, and then insist on eye contact the entire time they are patting you down. Extra points if you can look like you are enjoying it!
I know its cliche to say, but the TSA is such a joke.
I pack mine in clear water bottles inside of plastic bags. For each bottle of booze, I cut off the top (skinny part) from 1.5 liter bottles then put the bottle inside one of the bottoms and put the second bottom over the top of the bottle and tape with packing tape. The booze can be seen but it’s well insulated.
So what we have learned here is to not pack anything for your trip. When you arrive at your location, immediately go purchase all of your clothing, electronics hair care products etc.
When you’re coming home from the Batteries and Wire convention in Paris, I would advise that you ship all your samples DHL rather than packing them in your luggage.
OKAY SO I texted my mom who is a doctor about this issue.
So. Fucked. Up.
At least they aren’t showing the episode and it’s a semi-happy ending. Jess is a starfucking asshole.
This is a writer’s bag, does not mean it has to all be about writing. Always funny to see people get all huffy because they think something is unnecessary. It isn’t your bag, it is just a glimpse at someone else’s.
I’m actually still on a conference call that started in 2009... kill... me.......
Some conference calls can seem like they drag on endlessly?
I want to feel like a guy that doesn’t wear pants.
I got left in the back hatch of a SAAB 9-5 to play with my cars when I was 8 while my uncle and my aunt went gambling at a Casino once, while they were supposed to be babysitting.