And not a single picture showing where it is.

He already had one but it was destroyed by the flood.

Never go on a weekend.

If only he had used that and not electrical tape.

Even worse, it’s electrical tape.

The only people he pardoned last time were close friends and people that gave him a ton of money.

About the Crocs, sure, but what about the scissors that will never open?

He’s an everything vaccine skeptic. He’s said that he tells random women in the park not to vaccinate their kids.

It’s also the frequency of Bluetooth and your microwave because it’s unregulated. Dongles aren’t Wi-Fi or anything like it.

20’s

The next generation doesn’t know how to use a mouse because they do everything on the phone. And yes, I have met people like that.

Fresh water is because of rain and snow. You get fresh lakes and rivers because rain and snow melt washes any salt and minerals out into the ocean. If you didn’t have land as a buffer, the rain would just fall into the salty ocean.

That makes it sound like it’s a password. If a passkey can be saved in a password manager, can it be memorized or written down? What makes a passkey different than a password? Or are they just two ways of saying the same thing? Is it a really long password that makes you dread having to type it in, or even worse, enter it in with a virtual keyboard with a remote with arrow buttons?

So people aren’t flocking to by new computers that are marginally faster than their old one, promise nebulous AI features that older computers can do since most AI is cloud based, and have a Copilot key?

That’s just a “push poll”. They’re only used for marketing/propaganda and fund raising. I doubt they even look at the responses.

Is this from a video where a body builder dresses as an old man to get shocked reactions at the gym?

He’s a tow truck driver from the thin yellow line Chevy logo.

A Worn Path, The Test, and a story I haven’t been able to find about kids who go into a carnival fun house but it’s really set up to kill them (vats of acid, snakes hanging from the ceiling).

This was 6th grade. I seemed like all the short stories in middle school made the Tell Tale Heart seem cheerful.

And Bartleby, the Scrivener.

He doesn’t stand a chance with it either.

I wouldn’t even pay less.