Like a chocolate soft serve dispenser.

Laughs in ugly

Add location too, otherwise that’s just cruel.

“You’re going to die in 2 days!”

“Oh god, how? Where? Why?”

“No idea, get fucked scrub!”

We truly live in the worst timeline that this would even be considered.

Great show, had me rooting for him till they revealed it happened to him before. He’s either the unluckiest bastard around, or dumb enough to try the same thing twice.

Plus, you could maybe get away with it once. The problem is when they try to do it again. How many bags of money are they finding on the ground? How many highly insured spouses are falling down the stairs?

It truly is the year of the linux desktop.

You’re absolutely correct, but they were referencing the simpsons.

Can ya feel it, Mr Krebs?

don’t quote me on this

– Contramuffin

It can be an easy thing to test yourself, depending on local geography. Go for a walk in a forested area, even lightly, and then walk in an open field, then walk on a street. The temperature difference is easy to notice.

There’s a trail nearby that goes from lightly forested to pavement next to a road, and then back to lightly forested. There’s easily a 5-10*c difference when on the pavement, it’s like hitting a wall of heat.

Edit: this is to say: there should be no doubt about the effectiveness and necessity of urban tree cover. Green walls/roofs, light coloured roofs, green covered parking lots, etc. Solar panels also work well to block the sun, and provide extra power as well.

It would be easy to find the head, just wait for the poor bastard who pissed off the Mafia to wake up. You’ll hear their screams from kilometres away, and then follow that to the head in the bed.

If we hit that bullseye, the rest of the dominoes should fall like a house of cards. Checkmate.

First they make the frogs gay, now they’re blowing trees. When will the madness end?!?

Humans: disband weather radar

Tornados: bonjour!

Humans:

Have you tried asking humans out on a date? Might have better luck. At the very least, human beaks are softer than seagull beaks.

How rude, why is your prostate in my body?

Improper grammar? Believe it or not, straight to Gulag.

phone rings, main character picks it up

“I don’t know who you are. I don’t know what you want. If you are looking for ransom, I can tell you I don’t have money. But what I do have are a very particular set of skills, skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you let my daughter go now, that’ll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you don’t, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will kill you.” - MC

“Uhh, I’m just calling about your extended car warranty…” - poor bastard

Big yikes.