Time to go to sleep… night night lovelies!
Also: “French” is the name of the inventor…
…well, didn’t really invented them, but he wrote a book about subsurface drains and this simple concept caught up
Time to go to sleep… night night lovelies!
Also: “French” is the name of the inventor…
…well, didn’t really invented them, but he wrote a book about subsurface drains and this simple concept caught up
Played Elite dangerous, it sucked, uninstalled it
Elite Dangerous is a nice game though.
I don’t remember the last time I played it, must also be a couple of years at least. I played a lot of it, I’m waiting until the Odyssey expansion goes free. Don’t care how long it takes.
The Vulva Spaceship.
Here is 2 minutes of pure comedy:
Meh, amateurs. Battle Beyond the Star’s “Nell” featured both boobs (or a scrotum) and a womb with fallopian tubes.
It was supposed to be a sentient ship and they truly did what they could (within a Roger Corman budget) to make it look organic-like in every shot…
-Huh. doesn’t that ship look like…?
-What has been seen can’t be unseen.
Don’t give them any ideas They’re so hopelessly insane that they’d demand a ship like that be built and launched. They may even sue Mr. Musk to force him to build one.
I can’t wait for Caligula: The Ultimate Cut. I don’t watch stuff with a bunch of sex and nudity, but hopefully this version will be artistic enough for me to watch.
cybertruck ship when??
You just want to blow up a Cybertruck in space, don’t you
Ooops!!
Looks like something a kid made in school
It’s dark outside… I’m going to sleep. Night night lovelies!
Let Hercules do what he may, the cat shall mew and the dog shall have his day.
Also, I have this soundtrack in my head for the last two days:
I can’t help it. Each one of them is like an advert jingle.
I understand that my OOC is not welcome here
Everyone is welcome here.
Timezone.
Balderdash!! ( Love that word )
Aaaaw
Curse those cloaky Legion ships cutting onions in front of me with them lasers.
EDIT:
I lost my faith in ChatGPT after I wrote this, and it didn’t get the reference. OpenAI still has some distance to cover :
Another bed time, another chance to sleep. Preferably without annoying dreams about being in a place I’m not sure whether I belong in it or what’s my excuse to be there nor under what assumptions. Because apparently I’m at risk of forgetting I’m 50 and staying with my parents because my whole salary is like 90% of what they call the average rent in this place I was born to in 1974. Thank you dreams!
And night night lovelies!
A recurring theme in mine is mischief.