It’s the real shit.

... as you drive off from the local cars and coffee.

HOW do you die and remain arched looking like a performing seal..?

*Fell*...

You could get off your ass, grab a shovel, and go and bury it you know...

The cops chased her all over the CITY.

My place for comparison. Plus, I just wanna show it off...

That red bathroom would take some getting used to...

Well yes. People generally don’t like paying a very large amount of money only to be scattered into tiny bits across the landscape in an explosion. So a 2 year hiatus to fix the problem was probably for the best.

Well, you can. But it usually doesn’t go well for the ship.

I have Mitsubishi pens that I write with...

They knew they had a leak when the crew started talking like Alvin and the Chipmunks.

I think they need to ground the Boeing spacecraft until they promise to redesign it so it doesn’t look like a giant dildo...

another shot

The sky this morning in Perth Australia.

20 years ago the neighbour across the road had a Netgear wireless with no access password at all. As long as I sat in my main bedroom at the front of the house I could tap in on my laptop. (signal strength was too weak elsewhere)

You can ask them. But you’ll have to get into Valhalla first.

Additionally, I think men are more conditioned to simply ignore small discomforts like being a bit cold, whereas women will talk about ‘anything and everything’ to find a communal resolution and so will speak up more readily.

Nah, we both feel the cold just as equally...

Have they checked the doors...?