Well, to build that gym Bones must’ve lied when he complained he wasn’t a bricklayer that time he was confronted with the need to help heal a Horta.

Glad they’re spending resources on these extremely dangerous bike riders - wouldn’t want the police to risk their necks fighting real crime.

I’m like for sure, for sure. Like, OMGaawwwdddd!

What TF were they considering charging the employee with? Toxic hair?

Gemini Intelligence Lost me as a potential customer.

Zoom. (Or whoosh.)

It’s likely a bullshit excuse for deliberate disrespect. Return the favor by finding something to call them which bothers them - when they complain, give them the same excuse they use in return.

Apropos username. Thx. Replied to wrong comment. Oh, well…

A national security threat created by Republicans decades ago by allowing encouraging the export of American jobs to foreign countries in order for corporations to take the lazy path towards improving profits via slave labor freely available in other countries.

The entire GOP establishment and their corporate benefactors sold out our futures for a quick and easy profit. They should be held criminally responsible for destroying this country for their own gain.

Testes

JUST shy of book-burning temperature (according to my learnings from reading Ray Bradbury).

I think it’d melt into goo before it could manage that.

She learned from his missteps.

That’s the fucking poverty map of the country not the population map you idiot.

You’re right, but there’s no need to be uncivil about it.

Houston is fairly liberal, and that marked area looks to be just east of Houston proper (although it’s hard to be sure with the low res). I don’t think that’s it.

The bottle label acts as proof it was recently prescribed to you. As long as the prescription & prescribing doctor check out, you should be okay.

ShUt up & GFY.

You must be relatively young. This bullshit has been spouted for decades.

Postal Mail is inconspicuous, FedEx deliveries might attract unwanted attention. Especially from a control freak overbearing “partner.”

Three-fingered signs, I’ll wager.