You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
I'm a lazy ass who stayed in bed till 1 o'clock
This is partly because I didn't sleep well but still
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Wikipedia insists there's a difference between a "pallet" and a "skid"
I've worked in warehouses for 3 years and I've always heard the terms used interchangeably
Not to be all descriptivist but if people use the words interchangeably in practice, then I'd say they mean the same thing
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
According to Wikipedia, the difference is that a skid lacks the bottom boards a pallet has.
But, again, I've never actually seen this distinction in use.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
"Your memory is mostly fiction. All of the things you think happened ever did not. You can't verify the truth of much of anything, including this statement. Up is down, I'm a clown"
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
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She's worried it's too good to be true, and they don't cover stroke-related stuff for a year
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Because I am badly pyrophobic.
:(
Using a standard 12 inch ruler, I can conclude that they are approximately 3 ruler lengths long.
I tried to measure the upper half of my body, but my boobs got in the way.
I need sleep.
But sleep is not coming to me.
Woo.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead