But you try to tell the young people today that… and they won’t believe yah!
But you try to tell the young people today that… and they won’t believe yah!
I just broke out into a cold sweat remembering trying to get wifi to function on my netbook back in 2k8.
I have yet to witness a fulfilled life that is not flush with 20 Robux a week.
/S just in case people thought I gave more than two craps about Roblox.
Joking aside, retail therapy is a thing. Some people shop when they are lonely/bored. Ask my exwife.
Plot twist! By then you will need a second job to fund your child’s Need for Robux.
My grandfather was a garbage man so my father could be a fireman so I could stock grocery shelves whilst writing the Great American Novel on my days off.
I had a pair of those, too. They gave out after I’d only lifted three Ford Pintos over my head.
I asked the Chinese takeout for my money back, but they pretended not to understand me.
The BBC released this in html5 for an anniversary, you may need to faff around with sky player if you don’t have a BBC license, though.
https://www.wired.co.uk/article/the-hitchhikers-guide-to-the-galaxy-game
This just in; drinking 30 percent sugar in moments every day causes weight gain.
Phhft, a make only patriarchy, in the US? !
/S
Can’t we stahp all this wafflin ’ dere, and maybe finish are waffles?
Brunch only comes once a week, don’t 'cha know.
He’s actually made of compressed Cheeto dust.
Thankfully, I’ve never imagined gaining anything from my mom when she passes some day. Thankfully her parents set up a trust so she isn’t homeless, but when she finally gives in to assisted living, those bills will eat whatever is left.
She’s always like, “but I’m leaving you the house!”
The house is full of worthless collectibles and smells terrible after decades of floods and cats. If she got hit by a bus tomorrow I’d probably sell it to one of those seedy We Buy Ugly Houses companies.
I’ve got a Modest Proposal for her.
Not angry at the posters for sharing facts, I’m just Angered by them.
Fucking Christ, did the judge calculate the amount of legally harvestable cord wood on their property as well?
Thankfully nobody in their right mind chooses to live in this state, those that remain were born with a death wish, or since sort of moral ambiguity to life.
Imagine getting a haircut and a handy at the same time.
It looks exactly like a ‘rad car’ that I doodled in my social studies notebook after slamming two bottles of Robitussin.
I’m absorbing this info because it will probably be beneficial in a future adventure game as a puzzle solution.