I just want to loan out the dick. I’m gonna need that back when you’re done with it.

My pronouns are He, He, He.

Haha. Shut up, you fuck.

Trust me, Microplastics boy. You’re full of those other things too.

Also all three of you are likely full of shit … because your colons are full of cancerous polyps.

Or it sounds like you shut-ins will do anything to not have to deal with people.

Yes, the convenience of the machine having an error and forcing me to wait while a supervisor wanders over to fix what I, or the machine screwed up.

I fucking hate these things. If they want me to ring up my own groceries they can fucking pay me.

Edit: and to those that think these are the greatest, you’re all outstanding, grade A suckers.

She had to turn the crank on her selfie-camera with her feet and a broomstick rig.

What, like Bean Strokenoff?

Seeing as how in most markets you can’t exactly do what you want for a living (or even close), or acquire the skills because they’re behind a steep pay wall, and the only employment you can find is very limited in scope to what the community wants, what’s the difference? Most jobs might as well be issued in the mail.

No no, that’s not how that works.

I’ve managed to outlive many computer systems because they can’t self mend.

100%

Soon to be a comic by reddit’s very own MilesTheNewKid!

All the nutrients are in the skin!

I love their reasoning is really the result of thousands of years of human cultivation and cross-breeding.

To be fair, I had ice cream with crickets all over them, and honestly it had a kind of woody / pukey aftertaste that I couldn’t get through. I wondered if part of the problem is you can’t de-vein the little things. Aren’t you basically eating their shit?

I can de-vein a shrimp, and I only care for lobster tail.

Why would you highly doubt that?

…as opposed to what? A horse and cart? We’re not all biking, running or taking a train to work. The fuck?!

True, and it’s my right to fly with them. I’m glad we’ve had this chat. I now feel a lot less pressure to please little dead-enders who just want silence. Life is noisy. I’m personally not in any rush for an eternity of silence, but you do you.

You should try getting out of the house.