Thank you for confirming that I'm not tripping
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I genuinely thought it was supposed to be a Jar Jar Binks oven mitt, but can find no evidence of such a product.
I'm really amused by how these were seen 100 years before ViewMaster.
Thank you! Do you know what law she's referring to them breaking? Her forceful delivery seems to imply something less mundane than flag code.
What is this in response to?
The one in my yard was inside a green plastic dome with a lock connecting the dome to a collar around the base… only the entire thing was connected to the ground with a thin wooden stake. We just lifted the entire covering out of the ground, still locked. Unscrew the filter, free HBO!
Generally women know that they’re pregnant before their partners.
They didn’t make “back” money, they’re just making money. His friends are the ones telling him to say insane shit that drives the market (or specific targeted stocks like Apple) down, then they buy while it’s low. After a few days/weeks, he changes his mind/can’t enforce his nonsense and the stock goes back up, his friends sell and have nothing but profit. The majority of the shit he does is market manipulation to benefit himself and anyone riding his coattails.
But there IS a new Rayman game coming. I think this is an old meme from before Crash 5 got cancelled?
https://www.polygon.com/news/600404/ubisoft-new-rayman-game-leak
I was 17 in 1998 when they started this promo. We had hockey practice the same day as the hamburger deal. My friend/teammate would borrow his mom's minivan and we'd pile 6 of us and all our gear into a Ford Windstar. After practice it stunk so bad, we'd roll down every window we could, which wasn't any behind the front row. We would hit up the McDonald's drive-thru on the way home and buy as many burgers as they would sell us. The maximum was 20, which always seemed crazy when we initially hefted the heavy bag into the van and started passing it to the back row. Turns out 6 teenage boys have no problem putting down 3-4 of those dinky burgers and we rarely had leftovers, just piles of wrappers that never all made it back into the bag. The nostalgia of digging through piles of paper, trying to find the last burger at the bottom of the bag is something I haven't thought about in years. Thanks for reminding me!