...those 16oz wrist curls and refrigerator door pulls (to get 1 nacho at a time) I've described before will soon take effect. It's all about intensity.
All and all, voice mail isn't going anywhere. And it is up to us voice message-menu jedi, to show the young padawans how to press 4 to replay the message, and 9 to delete
think it was speech-to-text that he tried, and 'terrorfied' was the result...
Yes, I also install joe, not just on my PC, but every liveCD/live session I run linux on.
PR or not, you have to hand it to the man for dreaming big when we all decided the other way. Sure, you're not going to hit 100% on ALL your targets. But the ones that *do hit will be the ones that matter.
Erm did you read the title as Space sex instead of Space X, that might explain the confusion, in your case.
Did you read it as Space sex instead of Space X, that might explain the confusion, in your case
not as sturdy as plastic
If I remember the steps correctly, the next step in your case would be Order another pizza You owe it to yourself to check it out at least before dropping all that cash on the Occulus (Rift).
So why'd you buy it then?
No, he meant operating by touch without taking your eyes off the road; he knows/remembers where volume or tuning knobs are and just reaches out to them almost instinctively.
Did you blow your wad when you saw the photo, I did (After all the dirty talk...)
These two comments carry more information than I was expecting tfa to have.
Throw in Orion splashdown news, and there will be hope for slashdot. And Mars.
Simple. To them 'BC' meant Babylonian calendar. Duh.
You left out the offsite station wagon. If *that's* on the way out, the mag tapes should worry
..i agree, but I think he was holding back for some reason.