*only partially, thankfully I guess
*checks notes*
…my doctor’s office.
*checks notes*
…my doctor’s office.
My sister: ‘…you think that looks like Tom Hanks?’
Me: ‘That’s Martin Freeman. He played Bilbo in The Hobbit.’
Mom, 15 minutes later: ‘Wow, he’s so tall. I guess they used special effects in the Hobbit.’
My sister: ‘…you think that looks like Tom Hanks?’
Me: ‘That’s Martin Freeman. He played Bilbo in The Hobbit.’
Mom, 15 minutes later: ‘Wow, he’s so tall. I guess they used special effects in the Hobbit.’
Walter Isaacson’s definitive biography poses the question: is it ok to be a pathetic, cruel, lying reactionary if it kind of helps you build cars?
S: “So as soon as you left last week, L was like, we have to plan a goodbye event for her; talk to her boss about it.”
S: “So as soon as you left last week, L was like, we have to plan a goodbye event for her; talk to her boss about it.”
Like do these people not hear themselves? How are they not embarassed?
Like do these people not hear themselves? How are they not embarassed?