Or if you were Bob “17 sugars with me tea” Mortimer.
Or if you were Bob “17 sugars with me tea” Mortimer.
I snagged the world’s comfiest leather jacket for $8 at a local thrift shop. All it needed was some stitching in a couple pockets, but it’s bloody perfect otherwise. Eight friggen bucks.
Man, I gotta find out how to get ahold of some of that stuff.
It was a pain in the ass but me and a buddy got it working once. I was a young teen and this was long before weed helped me see more beauty in music, so I didn’t get much out of it, but as an adult it’d probably be different.
DMC5, man. Nico and her van are PERFECT.
Or find somebody whose body naturally self-ferments and deposits alcohol into the bloodstream. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Auto-brewery_syndrome
I know Tom Scott was able to buy one brand new on Amazon a few years back.
Every time I get one of those from Telegram I always report it stating that nobody asked for it and that it’s utterly unnecessary for a messenger app.
“Alright, so we’re playing the only game where Florida man has a penchant for exploding into tiny gator shaped giblets…”
“It’s Happy Wheels.”
A drake is a four legged dragon that lacks wings, but that’s not important now.
Insert that Numberphile video with Tom Scott being reasonably angry at time zones.