So this is where managers learn math.
Almost as smuuth as sharks.
So this is where managers learn math.
Joke’s on you, we already know not to stick our dick in crazy.
RIP Roy, we never knew you were so suicidal.
No more poop knife, you just bite it off.
Never had one rust out of me yet. Driving through puddles is a great underwash.
This is usually my go-to, but I’ve started washing my car by hand every 2 years or so whether it needs it or not.
…and you’re in your 50s.
A taxi has a very expensive component - the driver. And a taxi doesn’t pick up strangers on the way to your destination.
Smaller (6 passenger) buses running autonomously. We’re not there yet with the autonomy, but there’s no reason to stick with one size of bus. Sure, keep big ones on major routes, but use smaller ones for small routes. Heck, make those routes on-demand.
That’s his videos now. Get you to watch them to hype Crunch Labs.
The disarming route:
You: Can I have a raise? Pest: What? I can’t give you one, I’m not your boss. You: Say that last part again slowly. [insert raise eyebrows here for emphasis]
Not me, but my wife said as a kid that the Incredible Mumford freaked her out when he’d have his accident.
They’d have to eject it with sufficient speed to be over whatever escape velocity is for the station. I’m guessing it’s not that high. Sure, it’s the size of a moon, but its density would be far lower. It’s hollow, more like a coarse foam.
It would be characteristically Empire to eject the waste in a geosynchronous orbit so it stays there for years and years, as a “fuck you” to the planet below.
Ejecting waste in low planetary orbit should have been SOP to ensure it’s burned up on atmospheric re-entry. Leaving it in space as the Star Destroyer did is the most hazardous.
I’ll pray they kill you with a sexbot.
I always ask nicely and say “please” to prevent your timeline from happening, John. I do what I can.
Wait, hydrogen? After SWB, you mean.
I’m busy that day.