What, being nicer to the Internet won't fix that?
Hmmm. I suppose I've never tried buying the Internet flowers.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
What, being nicer to the Internet won't fix that?
Hmmm. I suppose I've never tried buying the Internet flowers.
Hmmm. I suppose I've never tried buying the Internet flowers.
Cookies. The Internet likes cookies. Or so Clovis tells me.
I heard the internet likes twizzlers. They fit better in the ethernet ports than cookies...
or Fernet - you can pour it through the ports
The internet likes cupcakes, but because of the ethernet port issue meara mentions, they have to be sent through this thing called a "proxy". To do this, send all your cupcakes by express mail to:
Internet
c/o amych
[address redacted]
Mmmm...twizzlers.
I just put together furniture. Why is it that it's never put together right when I try to do this by myself? At least it looks semi-normal.
Lousy instructions are frequently one problem.
As is channeling Homer Simpson.
This time it's actually because of lousy, flimsy parts. I broke a couple of the connective thingies (that's their official name, in case you were wondering).