I was on a flight to SFO when I saw part of it (on an overhead screen!). A woman sitting next to me leaned over and said, “Special effects really don’t make a movie, do they?”

My wife is from Northern Ireland and voice recognition in general is a joke.

Unfortunately, you need to adopt a Mid-Atlantic Standard Computer Voice in order to be interpreted correctly.

“Hal, open the pod bay doors.”

Also, funny skit:

A stable one.

That is the nature of a fraud, in much the same way that an embezzler always assures themselves they will pay the “loan” back.

Monorail?

The only thing square dancing in the 70s did for me is that when I got married in Scotland, the Ceilidh (traditional fun dance) was a non-called square dance. “Dashing White Sergeant”, “Strip the Willow”, “Gay Gordons”, etc. All easy if you knew the basic steps.

NB: We even did a Virginia Reel!

I went through a downslope corner at 50 mph in a 1971 VW Super Beetle and got it up on the two passenger-side wheels. Why we didn’t roll and die I’ll never know.

Not the least bit sympathetic to people who think a cruise is a good idea.  At all.

Mixed fibers, shaving, tattoos, etc.

Fucking Leviticus.

Mentioning the Aral Sea.  The fucking Soviet incompetents killed it.  There is no Aral Sea anymore.  The stupid fuckers.

When our mortgage was switched to them, they failed to correctly process our payment (payment + 10% extra) month after month. We would also receive foreclosure documents on a regular basis.

Finally, we sicced the Massachusetts’s AG on them. That fortunately did the trick. Now we’ve got NewRez, which seems to be working…

“So now I, as a mom, get to deal with telling my toddlers we can’t watch Disney+ while in our Tesla and deal with their upset feelings because 2 grown men can’t have a civil discussion and move on.”

It is also the only Concorde engine sold by British Airways that still had the afterburner fitted.

Transplant?!?  Ow!

What about Your Electric GUN?!?

You know, my long lost CRX had sliders for HVAC (hell, no AC) and I drove through New England for years. All by feel.

This should be a separate article:  why I regret selling the best Honda that ever existed.

I assume you mean affecting, you literate.

My condolences.

Unfortunately, it’s nothing new. Velveeta (!) used to be so good Europeans imported it: