I never joke.
I never joke.
I’m currently working on a website authentication protocol that uses your signed in Facebook account to allow you to access all types of websites.
I’m devastated because my media diet was the RT articles that my uncle forwards me on Facebook.
Hey, I’ll take three or four of them myself.
I have a pallet of crisps and I promise I’ll clean up after them.
Oops, wrong bananas to the wrong place.
I wonder how much the workers took before they reported it.
Maybe someone explained what a lesbian was and he didn’t understand.
Pussy is pussy.
You’d have a place to send your Essex women.
We could teach you a thing or two about spices beyond salt and pepper.
Because we need daddy.
King Chuckles should end this failed experiment and bring them back under British rule.
Sick graphics bro.
Can I get the number for your guy?
Ah shit, that was my heroin.
It was for personal use.
Yeah I installed the bootloader.
I had to mess around with the EFI boot on my 2015 MacBook Pro.
Can you speak up?
I can’t hear you from down there.
We should take the shins of anyone over 5’-10”.
That’ll teach them and the women of loose morals (and other things) who go for such tall men.
Just wear heels, that’s what I do.
I can update four controllers at a time using this method.