WHERE'S MY HOVERBOARD?!?
WHERE'S MY HOVERBOARD?!?
I just wrote a whole long thing and deleted it all. Whatever. It was pithy blather anyhow.
Well done, sir. Good form.
I've seen "Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels." It's cool.
And ten gold coins to the gentleman for fine humor!
THANK YOU! I hate when people make this false link. What a good word wasted on ignorant misconceptions.
Grandfather of the quadcopter?
You'd think they'd never seen any rise-of-the-robots apocalypse movie ever.
I'm guessing this is their Google Drive contender? Maybe it's time to finally register a hotmail address (for the first time since I was eleven).
I purposely don't check in because I don't want people to know where the hell I am at any given point... this is creepy.
Are you kidding? I feel like I need acid to bring myself back to reality now.
No kidding. I bet every other network affiliate in the neighborhood would love to take a whack at their plagiarizing competition.
If I knew you in person we would be friends.
You, sir, get plus 2.
Plus 2 for you, sir.
The host's energy totally blew my mind. But then again, cocaine's a hell of a drug.
Molly's got a crush! Molly and NASA Guy, sittin' in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-MOHAWK'D!
Eh. I've seen worse.
Twins FTW!
Tragic flaw averted. Everyone knows all photographers are short and stumpy. The design is to scale.