Holy shit, ordering the wrong batteries was the icing on the cake.

Tony scratched his neck, his high visibility vest making him itchy again. He took off his bright yellow hardhat, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Now cradling his hardhat under one arm, and a clipboard in his hand, he sidled over to the rich prick. “Look, Enrique, I really need you to sign the…” He paused for a rattling rumble, as a dump truck disgorged another load of printer cartridges onto the front lawn. “…pink copy of the bill of lading. It confirms the delivery was made, and my drivers can get paid.”

Enrique sputtered, fuming. “What the hell am I supposed to do with this?“ He said, gesturing at the small hill nearly obscuring his mansion.

“Well…” Tony grunted. “ You better hope that some of these loads have magenta, otherwise these piles of cyan and yellow are totally useless.“

Wait, how big IS a football field?

Exactly

Anything to do with ‘r’s is a bit contentious. Like America still uses ‘r’s how they’re written.

Now the British are like “Goodness me, you still pronounce the ‘r’ in cah and fah? How uncouth, we’ve moved those pesky ‘r’s to other words ages ago”.

“Moved to where?”

“Any word ending in the lettah ‘a’ I suppose.”

Mass Effect is my most favorite series ever. Also played dragon age and liked it.

I appreciate the answer, I haven’t played any of those.

I have not, I’ll have to check it out

What the fuck even is this timeline?

Thank you! You’ve answered a question I never really knew how to ask. I hope you have a really nice day.

Edit: Also threw an upvote towards AFKBRBChocolate. Credit to whom credit is due.

I don’t know if there is a specific word for it, but I think I know what you mean.

I was driving in traffic on a major interstate recently, and glanced out the window. I was struck by how many cars there were.

I kinda came to an overwhelming realization that each of these cars contained people with lives and hopes and dreams. They had all had years of life and memories leading up to them being behind the wheel in the car next to me. Most would have years to live in the future. There where cumulative millenia of experiences I’d never bear witness to.

I was just a small part, a single glance in their day; a day where they in turn would see thousands more.

Like stepping one too many times off the top of a dark staircase, there was an odd sense of… vertigo? Or, if you’re walking in murky water, and it drops off into sudden depth. There’s a short flash of panic at the sudden moreness of it, and you shake yourself, readjust, and go on with your day.

Maybe the phrase “existential crises” might apply somehow?

Depends. He is indestructible and, as far as I know, not a renowned chef. Cooking with ingredients that you actually put in food should be totally safe for him.

He might be able to find some kind of exotic alien substance that could cause some physical pain, but at that point, is he really cooking? Or just adding something painful to food?

Sidenote, he could probably find some kind of kryptonite that would disable his powers for a meal.

All beverages are now required to be Diet New Coke served exclusively in those tiny cardboard milk cartons.

-Metric system

-abolish penny

-abolish daylight savings time

-Every month is now five 6-day weeks (More orderly, no Monday)

-Last five days of every year (Six on leap years) Is now a New Year’s festival.

-move august and july to end of year (now September, October, November, December Correspond with their correctly numbered month)

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Personal opinion though: It would be an absurdly expensive way to taint future study of any place we nuke, especially if we want any hope to find any type of life on another planet.

I really hope we find something on Europa or Titan. Both have water and heat, so maybe they’ve got something next to a seafloor vent or something.

We thought about it, but then we signed a treaty or two that cancelled the project.

Fair enough.

These items are usually marked “not for individual sale“. I’m pretty sure what you are witnessing is people just stealing things. (At least some of the time, But smaller stores do break those “not for individual sell” rules too).

If you’re not sure, just asking an employee.

Had hair, didn’t fuck. No longer have hair, do fuck.

Fucking is definitely better than having hair. No contest.

pines … sinep

(The ellipsis holds forever in its palms).