Exactly. They want to bring in exponentially more premiums than what they spend on advertising, and the new premiums are what provides the cash to pay other policy claims. It’s really kind of an accepted form of Ponzi scheme. They are gambling that they will find enough people who will never need to make a claim in order to afford the few that do.
I also love to watch someone unlock this super power within themselves. To not stress out about the wonky pancake or the missing crochet stitch.
We should compile a playlist.
*maybe don’t use this one in tornado country. Don’t desensitize oneself to actual emergency warning tones.
I can get behind that!
Nah, it just felt like it because it costs so much to start the machine.
The last American Civil War pension recipient died in 2020.
The last cathode-ray tube televisions were made in 2015.
My 2006 RX factory radio unit had cassette and cd decks. Sometime around 2012, I remember feeling like I had unlocked a secret backdoor because an audiobook that I wanted from the library had a crazy long waitlist for the cd edition. I hadnt used cassettes in decades, but somehow I had the idea to check to see if they offered that audiobook on cassette. They did! And it was available to check out immediately!
I replaced the radio in that car shortly after that because I needed a bluetooth connection and handsfree capability.
Conversely, if you see Cillian Murphy, run like hell.
Yes. Because for the kids that show up at my door without a costume, candy is probably not in their family budget, at all, ever. I load em up.
My pet peeve about these gutters is 4 way intersections where the city planner put stop signs for the direction that doesn’t have to cross the gutters, and makes the gutter-crossing direction the primary right of way. We have to essentially come to a slow roll to not bottom out, just give us the stop signs as a heads up that we’re approaching a hazard that eats undercarriages.
I agree, but the one person I knew who did this was a rich asshole. He had zero fucks to give.
While you’re in there, may as well do a little Putin.
I imagined all the details for the items, but didn’t pay attention to the person. I don’t like looking at people’s faces.
Snek is just killing time.
I drove past a field the other day that had one of these set up for 2 miniature goats. It was friggin adorable.
Chunky soft corduroy! From Express!
What kind of work do they get into?
You can’t please everyone, so pick the audience you want to write to. If you don’t care what angry white guys think, then create your characters however you like.