
My friend has one. He loves it.
My friend has one. He loves it.
“… which USED to produce ballistic missiles. “
This is exactly why I’m a Star Trek fan. There’s just no women in Star Wars just whiny male “heroes “.
I’m not your broski, comrade.
I’m not your kemosabe, sport.
Red paint. No. Blue paint. Which ever one smells better.
Rock on Chicago. Rock over London.
I’m team Florida student.
It’s automated, I don’t see thousands of people in a massive warehouse running around with printed documents filing them in stacks of boxes.
Why do they need that many employees?
I’m not your Daddy-O, chief.
I’m not your citizen, homie.
I’m not your duderino, friend.
I’m not your bub, pal.
I’m on team Florida student.
I liked it better when I posted it two days ago
My buddy is co-writer on this tune. I always crack up when I hear this song, thinking about my pal helping to compose this, so so funny.
Is that your theory?