-Shoot everyone in the airport to cancel all flights.
-Steal plane fuel.
-Add banner to the towers that says "NOT world trade center".
-Wipe peanut butter on the plane, so the pilots woul be like "Shit. I can't fly because there's peanut butter on my plane!"
-All of the above
And in response, your parents say, "Yes, we mind. It's our time to use the computer, and we wanted to look up some S&M techniques to spice up our sex lives. Also you better stay locked in your room tonight during our keybowl party. The last thing we need is some fourteen-year-old ass-tard barging in asking for dinner and spoiling the mood."
One day I'll tell my grandchildren about a time when the internet was uncensored and users roamed free within its borders like majestic lions across the grasslands. I'll tell them how we had to type things out instead of using the neural links implanted in our brain stems, how we had to scroll down through dozens of menus, both ways, with a stalled connection to find what we wanted, and I'll remind them that children these days are so ungrateful. I'll tell them how we had programs that connect you to another user across the world and let you talk about your different experiences, and when they ask me if I ever saw anyone's dick between the philosophical debates I'll laugh and find a clever way to avoid answering, because the elderly are entitled to their secrets. I'll complain about my carpel tunnel and advanced arthritis in both thumbs, and at thanksgiving I'll remind them to be thankful for mind upload text. I'll keep my dear old friend, my laptop, on a shelf beside the grandfather clock, where it will gather dust because it's been broken for years and the parts are no longer made, and the children will stare at it in wonder and marvel, "The screen really does fold up!"
I wouldn't due to her lack of education in politics, and the fact that she is most likely young. She has no life experience and should be in no procession to make or decline laws. She probably has not finished high school or college, and is probably not getting a degree in politics.
But more importantly, I can't vote for her because she is a women.
-Shoot everyone in the airport to cancel all flights.
-Steal plane fuel.
-Add banner to the towers that says "NOT world trade center".
-Wipe peanut butter on the plane, so the pilots woul be like "Shit. I can't fly because there's peanut butter on my plane!"
-All of the above
No thanks, I'm full.
And in response, your parents say, "Yes, we mind. It's our time to use the computer, and we wanted to look up some S&M techniques to spice up our sex lives. Also you better stay locked in your room tonight during our keybowl party. The last thing we need is some fourteen-year-old ass-tard barging in asking for dinner and spoiling the mood."
Especially when you're naked at school. Talk about awkward.
One day I'll tell my grandchildren about a time when the internet was uncensored and users roamed free within its borders like majestic lions across the grasslands. I'll tell them how we had to type things out instead of using the neural links implanted in our brain stems, how we had to scroll down through dozens of menus, both ways, with a stalled connection to find what we wanted, and I'll remind them that children these days are so ungrateful. I'll tell them how we had programs that connect you to another user across the world and let you talk about your different experiences, and when they ask me if I ever saw anyone's dick between the philosophical debates I'll laugh and find a clever way to avoid answering, because the elderly are entitled to their secrets. I'll complain about my carpel tunnel and advanced arthritis in both thumbs, and at thanksgiving I'll remind them to be thankful for mind upload text. I'll keep my dear old friend, my laptop, on a shelf beside the grandfather clock, where it will gather dust because it's been broken for years and the parts are no longer made, and the children will stare at it in wonder and marvel, "The screen really does fold up!"
how to train your dragon
Nevermind, I tried. It doesn't work.
[P]olitician[s] should have to wear pat[c]hes l[i]ke race car drivers,[ ]so we know who their c[o]rporate spo[n]sors a[r]e, [amirite?]
OP, what the fuck you try'n to say?
But 2013-2000=13... therefore, 9/11 was an inside job.
http://ctrlv.in/44556
I read it twice on purpose because I'm a serious douche like that.
So now we shamelessly self-promote comments too? Well, two can play at that game. http://amirite.net/661792/1515618
I wouldn't due to her lack of education in politics, and the fact that she is most likely young. She has no life experience and should be in no procession to make or decline laws. She probably has not finished high school or college, and is probably not getting a degree in politics.
But more importantly, I can't vote for her because she is a women.
One girl thought rice came from a rock.
I shit thee not.
A rock.