Homer: You know, Mr. Burns, you’re the richest guy I know. Way richer than Lenny.
Mr. Burns: Yes, but I’d trade it all for a little more
No.
Homer: You know, Mr. Burns, you’re the richest guy I know. Way richer than Lenny.
Mr. Burns: Yes, but I’d trade it all for a little more
Her career was prepping lives. Now she’s saving lives.
If the gun gets wet down there, it’s already too late to serve its purpose. And may whatever higher being is out there have mercy on their souls.
I hate every fascist I see from MAGAT-A to Tumpanzee
I wanna know how they got that past Midjourney’s insane railroading and “no no” filters. The guardrails on MJ’s models are preposterous.
Doesn’t with every, oyster clock rotunda.
Oh, not Albany, no. It’s a Utica expression.
That’s our secret, Cap… they’re always confused.
Should be simple enough: check their cortisol levels in the presence and absence of various water stimuli.
I just ordered a hoagie and there’s so many tomato slices on this sandwich… where should I toss them…?
I bet most would be like veal, since none of them do anything strenuous, nor anything of value.
At least it wasn’t like in Dogma, where if you get shot enough, your wings get Swiss-cheesed and then you’re human…?
VTMB, too. Getting in good with the blood bank peeps (or just robbing it) is a good get.
I remember reading she hated being associated with that skit, but… then she goes on to play naïve idiots in stuff anyway. I dunno…
We’ll capitulate hard and “meet them across the aisle.” That’ll surely work this time! Now, how far’s that aisle slid off to?
So far, it’s only been his supporters trying to kill him. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
It’s not broken. It’s working exactly as designed, sadly.
Gog goes another step and provides a guarantee on stuff they’ve modified to ensure it works, and provide an offline installer that’s entirely self-contained for archviing purposes.