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He looks like Dr. Cox if he was from Florida.
He looks like Dr. Cox if he was from Florida.
Sue muss noch eine Menge lernen, bevor sie jemandem helfen kann. Aber ich glaube daran, dass Pizza diese Welt retten wird.
Instruktionen unklar, ich sehe überall wasserlebende Vertreter der Archelosauria.
Holy hell. Those are the things they’re willing to admit? Then what the fuck do they still have in hiding?
Pretty sure I can see the backward bend of a B.
IIRC, this is basically what happens, in a way. Our scent makes us more attractive to people with different sets of immonorelevant genes, so that our offspring has a wider array of defenses.
Ach, der Wichser soll doch weiter U-Bahnen und Züge “neu” erfinden und sich dafür feiern lassen. Fucking Elongated Muskrat.
I got it, but mostly thanks to watching HIMYM.
That feels like a boring dystopia in and of itself.
Drill a fucking hole in that motherfucker and siphon it off. Or just drink tap water. It’s fine. At least where I live. But still drill a hole in there to fuck with them.
Not all drugs are prescription drugs. And I’d bet that you could ask your doctor for a specific one, at least in some places. And, last but not least, I’m sure doctors follow such influencers as well, which makes them targets for ads too.
You mean capitalism? Agreed.
If a picture says more than enough words, doesn’t it say too much, rendering verbal description more efficient?
Shutting down my computer with the button, restarting, and installing Emacs.
If someone makes a Funko Pop figurine out of my remains, I’m gonna fucking kill myself.
I tend to put garlic in even when there’s none at all in the recipe. Making pancakes? Stuff those fuckers with a metric fuckton of the good stuff. I may be exaggerating slightly.
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is dereference or smth.
Okay, but how is that alleviated by showing the name and picture to someone else?
Boah, die guten alten Rebus-Rätsel.