twitchquotes:You all think these are copypastas. YOU THINK THIS SHIT IS A JOKE, it is not a fucking joke. I am trying to CON-VER-SATE. You are so socially inept to even do this and I canβt carry you in this like everything else since it takes two to conversate. Pay attention. Think thoughts. Just do anything. I swear I donβt even know how your parent can tolerate you.
You all think these are copypastas. YOU THINK THIS SHIT IS A JOKE, it is not a fucking joke. I am trying to CON-VER-SATE. You are so socially inept to even do this and I canβt carry you in this like everything else since it takes two to conversate. Pay attention. Think thoughts. Just do anything. I swear I donβt even know how your parent can tolerate you.
Stop calling slabs "half-slabs," you fucking imbeciles.
Stop calling slabs "half-slabs," you fucking imbeciles. A slab is half a block. If you say "half-slab," you're literally saying "half half block," or in other words, "quarter-block." A slab is not a quarter of a block. It is a half of a block. There is no such thing as a quarter block.
Stop calling slabs "half-slabs," you fucking imbeciles. A slab is half a block. If you say "half-slab," you're literally saying "half half block," or in other words, "quarter-block." A slab is not a quarter of a block. It is a half of a block. There is no such thing as a quarter block.
A dirty joke from the 1400s...
In Florence, a young woman, somewhat of a simpleton, was on the point of delivering a baby. She had long been enduring acute pain, and the midwife, candle in hand, inspected her secret area, in order to ascertain if the child was coming. βLook also on the other side,β said the poor creature, βmy husband has sometimes taken that road.β
From βThe Facetiae Or Jocose Tales of Poggioβ, a joke book published in the 1400βs by Poggio Bracciolini
A dirty joke from the 1400s...
In Florence, a young woman, somewhat of a simpleton, was on the point of delivering a baby. She had long been enduring acute pain, and the midwife, candle in hand, inspected her secret area, in order to ascertain if the child was coming. βLook also on the other side,β said the poor creature, βmy husband has sometimes taken that road.β
From βThe Facetiae Or Jocose Tales of Poggioβ, a joke book published in the 1400βs by Poggio Bracciolini