Damn, that’s entirely right, it’s a union for the owner class.
Or they can land really flattened things in new craters.
A coping cabana, if you will.
You’re arguing with a grown-up six-year-old who’s perpetually afraid and looks at his guns to feel brave. I appreciate the thought, but he’s here to argue.
I’m almost finished with my under-barrel drone launcher… hopefully we can start production before an under-barrel cope cage is developed.
I do specialty work in electrical engineering systems, and I am meticulous and careful about what I say, because it appears that at a certain level in this field no one will question anything you say, because no one understands what you’re talking about.
Well, that’s just your rigorous analysis of multiple data sources and field expertise, man.
“Oh, She’s Eleven.”
Now I want to watch “Cope Out My Ride.”
I’ll use the man page to find a command; it said 10 seconds, not 1 try!
Also contempt of congress because there was a pickle on my sandwich.
When your neighbor’s house is on fire you become a firm believer in fire protection.