Wasn’t there talk of a mass strike in the U.S., at some point? We should do that.
Wasn’t there talk of a mass strike in the U.S., at some point? We should do that.
Yep. There were literal meetings on Capitol Hill between Republicans and billionaires planning to buy the failing newspapers for more propaganda reach. I was invited and my then-boss attended.
lol
This time it’ll work!
womp womp
Why are you so quick to say that?
Sony has been on a roll with the boneheaded products nobody wants.
And you thought GPU crypto-mining farms were using a lot of electricity…
Can we also pay to have people cast into utter darkness?
Just like, informationally speaking, my friend was asking.
New from Ronco! Now you can roast both sides at once!
Okay, luddite. All of the studies resoundingly show that pointing a giant space mirror down toward our collective homes is a great idea.
The space mirror is only going to enhance the night sky by better lighting up everything else. And since it’s a mirror, you get double the star goodness for whatever you want to see!
Wow, so brave. Why are they still there?
Then she shoves the Mountain Dew bottle up her ass.
I think that would be a hard argument to sustain. Say one batch comes out of the machine extra humpy/rapey and just comes at you, humping, grinding, the works. How would that fit into your masturbation framework?
As long as you’re not one of those people who gets squeamish over the sight of dead clones, have at it.
Also, if you guys could provide a solid answer sooner rather than later?
It’s five-star, not fast food, but there’s Milliways, the Restaurant at the End of the Universe, which serves a delicious Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster. Don’t let the five-stars scare you off:
All you have to do is deposit one penny in a savings account in your own era, and when you arrive at the End of Time the operation of compound interest means that the fabulous cost of your meal has been paid for. (Many claim that this is not merely impossible, but clearly insane.)
This is why the advertising executives of the star system of Bastablon came up with this slogan: “If you’ve done six impossible things this morning, why not round it off with breakfast at Milliways, the Restaurant at the End of the Universe.”
Yeah, I used to be pretty sure we’d all have personal pneumatic tubes to our homes. Not sure why that hasn’t happened, yet.
I have absolutely no problem with this.