You dawg; you’re perfect!
I like code.
You dawg; you’re perfect!
I was in a punk band when I was younger. We were mid set in a shitty bar. My amp started to spaz out. Like cutting in and out every few min. This old dude jumped on stage and kicked it really hard. Patted me on the back, handed me a shot, and jumped down (all mid song). Never had a problem with that amp again. Used it for years after. Old punk rocker magic. Nothing to laugh at.r
I was visiting Ukraine for work for about a month. Me and my coworker found ourselves at a country bar… Bit weird. We were wasted. Dudes have ar 15s out front as bouncers. Too many drinks led to a five alarm fire in my bowels. The weird fish early on didn’t help I’m sure. Found a stall just in time. Unload. No toilet paper. I wiped with the local currency. I’m so ashamed to this day. This was around 2019. I’m a shit american.
I’m puting a hot poker in each of my eyes. Jesus.
Shit. That’s a big oops. Been a very long day.
Holding out for the Anne Frank Trapper Keeper phone.
Unholy Confessions In My Ass
Saddest day of my life not being able to get a hotdog without a card. Woman literally laughed in my face and said well if you’re too cheap… I wanted to go home and sic my wife on her. But I’m petty like that. A month a ago and I’m still so but hurt. Like why insult me and my finances?
I love you already. Favorite authors? Ray Bradbury and Arthur C Clark.
Old ass musty smelling paperback. 50’s and old racist 60’s sci-fi books smell best. I have a problem.
I was a manager. It made me a bastard. I went back to coding.
Hate the player not the game.
We are witnessing a hate crime.
Went to a software engineering conference years ago in utah. Walked up to a table and was invited to sit down. Never felt so lost in my life. Those Mormon boys know how to table top card play. Wow.