Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
Ah, okay.
I can sort of touch-type, but I don't do it properly. I never had the patience to constantly hover over the home keys, and I never press the spacebar with my thumb like I'm supposed to.
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
Come to think of it, the second part of Tre's statement is more accurate to my habits. I don't really touch-type per se, I've just memorized the locations of most of the keys.
And now I feel guilty for my last post. Sorry about that.
I wonder why they always order their names as "Nintendocaprisun, Proton Jon, Chugaaconroy" at the start of each episode. It's weird because they always say their names in that order.
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
So the family was driving around earlier. We got to a stoplight, and there was a gold car stuck in the intersection waiting to turn left. The driver of the gold car makes his turn...and ends up hitting a silver car coming the other direction. The silver car stops, but the driver of the gold car flips a U-turn and speeds away.
Everyone around is sort of in shock, so my dad (who's driving) flips a U-turn and goes after the gold car to try and get his plate number...only to find that the gold car had run into a telephone pole less than a block away, in front of a fire station. A woman hops out of the car and frantically starts screaming "MY DAUGHTER'S IN LABOR! MY DAUGHTER'S IN LABOR!" As everyone else piles out of the gold car, the panicking woman goes and beats on the door of the fire station, while the driver goes back to check on the people in the car he'd just hit.
At this point the firefighters started coming out of the station, and they seemed to have things under control, so we turned back around and left. But still...it was crazy.
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
Irene: Son of a submariner! You'll pay for this!
CA: Ouch. Sorry to hear that. At least the guy in the gold car went back to check on the people he hit, even if he didn't do it as soon as he should have.
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
^ Yeah.
Thankfully nobody seemed to be serioiusly hurt. Everyone, including the pregnant woman, was able to get up and walk away from the car after it crashed...and really they were fortunate this all happened in front of the fire station.
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
MLP + Plants vs. Zombies = Tree!Fluttershy vs. Zombie!Pinkie and Gummy
The elderly are, in terms of rational bias, between gender and gays concerning how much the Fed can screw them over before the courts glare at them with quiet fury.
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
And it's a hump, by the way, not a bump. Humps are more gradual: Columbus's standard is 3.5 inches high and 14 inches wide.
IJBM: Can't tell what bothers me more: the fact that I find this distinction to be unnecessary pedantry, or that I agree with the aforementioned pedantry.
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
From what I can tell, the hump/bump distinction seems to be mainly an engineering one, so that level of pedantry doesn't really surprise me there. I think most people would use the two terms interchangeably.
(It seems that bumps are the ones where you have to slow your car almost to a stop, and humps are the ones where you just have to slow to the posted speed limit)
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
If you were wondering, the two that tripped me up were the bike icon painted on the lane, and the green stripe between the double yellow stripes.
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I wonder why they always order their names as "Nintendocaprisun, Proton Jon, Chugaaconroy" at the start of each episode. It's weird because they always say their names in that order.
Well, not always. Most of the time.
But still.
I woke up and realized I'm a lot like Franz Kafka...that's pretty bad too.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Poor Kafka. Poor boy.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
If it wasn't in a 2-for-1 deal, I'd probably would have freaked out.
At the least, I have a matching suit for my vest.
the important question is did you have fiddle and banjo bluegrass music for the chase
you can't have a proper chase without that
You know, I find Kafka himself more interesting than his stories.
And very strange eyes.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
SHUT UP, WILL YOU?
I'M DOING HOMEWORK!
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Also the disabled.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
He lived with his mother and the torments of the heavens.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Largely, for the most part,
Inconsequential. Please
Allow me to continue in
My obscurity.
Division tears my life in two.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
humps bumps
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
The last one blew me away (as much as I can be blown away when I'm this sleepy).
grumps
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
No flash photography, no food or drinks, no chikan or pederasty, and no mixing of any of the aforementioned elements.
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