I poop… A lot.
I poop… A lot.
This is me. You can usually find me staring up at a light pole talking, heckling or cursing at it, and before you know it I’m gone.
To be fair, after a few drinks I have trouble pronouncing Palianytsia.
Stupid auto correct.
3d printing and role-playing. I print miniatures that my friends and I paint. Then we use them in our games.
Why would you hurt Leslie Knope like this?
This generation needs to stop whining and start doing. You’re just going to have to buckle down and work hard for what you want. Get creative start a side gig. Maybe drug dealing, kidnapping, or even pet assignation. You have to get creative if you really want the dream. Don’t give up!
It’s not every company, but that is what mine did. We’re “management” but we don’t manage anyone.
And they are smart enough to put us at the very bottom of the management ladder, even though we’re not actually management. That way we can’t legally unionize. In the U.S. at least.
I just assumed it was his supporters.
You know how his rallies are mostly empty. It would be wild if Democrats started packing in to his rallies overwhelming the MAGA presence. And then start the heckling.
It’s actually only two fifths now, because of the shrinkflation.
I keep Ender3 V2 in an enclosure and try to keep it as closed as possible when I take out my prints. Doesn’t hurt to be safe.
Creamy, yet chunky.
Next they’ll be telling you not to drink raw whale milk.
Nothing to do with the light actually. I’m yelling at the small cell radios on the top of the poles.