Farmer: Yeah.
Farmer: Yeah.
...but...
Frozen corn < canned corn
...but...
Frozen corn < canned corn
ME: No, I don't need you. Get your little icon out of the way so I can get to the cell underneath.
AI: Here, let me do it.
ME: No. Fuck off.
AI: Like this, right?
ME. NO! FUCK. OFF.
AI: Aw, shucks. I'll just go away for now but will come back later.
ME: No, I don't need you. Get your little icon out of the way so I can get to the cell underneath.
AI: Here, let me do it.
ME: No. Fuck off.
AI: Like this, right?
ME. NO! FUCK. OFF.
AI: Aw, shucks. I'll just go away for now but will come back later.
And I have the theme to "Love American Style" stuck in my head.
Related events?
And I have the theme to "Love American Style" stuck in my head.
Related events?
Interspersed with the tearful recounting of the witness' experience during "freak offs" were ads for... ED drugs.
Oh, AP. Please vet the ads first.
Interspersed with the tearful recounting of the witness' experience during "freak offs" were ads for... ED drugs.
Oh, AP. Please vet the ads first.