That depends, is this knife a baby?
That depends, is this knife a baby?
No thanks
I’ve got one of those milwaukee ones that my work bought me but I want to get that fancy one from ifixit, mostly I just want to try it out.
What about a ball peen hammer and a battery powered soldering iron?
My job occasionally takes me out into middle of nowhere unmanned industrial facilities. I keep a roll of toilet paper in a plastic coffee can, because these facilities usually don’t have facilities.
Don’t worry, I enjoyed it as soon as my geography brain woke up and realized what I was looking at
My cats eat through the bag of any pet food in the house, unless I put it somewhere so completely unreachable its difficult for me and impossible for my wife to get to it. We just use a couple of old coolers to store theirs and the dogs food.
I just got sucked back into this game a few days ago. None of the people I used to play this with want to touch it again so I’ve been running solo. It’s still fun, but its not the same as slow rolling up to my buddies base in a cop car with the lights and sirens going with half of West Points zombies following behind me.
My screen name is a meth joke. When I hear it irl I just assume they’re talking about a meth head.
Nope. I would never, ever do a thing like that. I’ve certainly never sat at my computer drinking beers and complaining about people changing plans at the last second.
I mean, chicken shit can self combust in the right conditions, so hanlon’s razor might apply here.
You should! It’s probably not bad for you. It hasn’t killed me yet anyway.
Wax paper tastes different
You’re probably correct, this reflection definitely looks odd. But something to consider is that the mirror is likely leaning back, and depending on your angle to it it may not show you whats directly in front of it but show things further out in way that could explain the weirdness.
for me, sometimes my internal monologue is like a very lazy audio book narrator who only reads the dialogue, and sometimes not even that. other times its like i have the whole cast of a radio drama in there, in the middle of the apex of the plot.
Some of us Americans are fat enough to qualify as two people. The math works out.