Said it before: no corporation except non-profits focusing on housing should own retail property.

Won’t anyone think of the poor billionaire shareholders??

Dad was not lying on top of mum to squash her.

No matter how much 6yr old me was complaining after entering their room early one morning.

Poor Italians are turning in their graves.

Wait until you hear about pineapple on pizza. Pineapple!

User name checks out for such a confused statement.

To be able to make change: Who controls the house AND the senate?

Aren’t left handed threads used when there is torque or rotation that would cause nuts on right handed threads to loosen?

Didn’t you know those space lasers heated up the atmosphere just over Republican counties, to maximize the damage there?

And vulture hedge funds.

Read up on the shit people like Eric Hermann has done buying up debt from distressed countries, then siphoning off their aid money to cover those debts. Zero humanity.

This. They were the first thing I thought of when thinking of useless.

I have ad-blockers to filter out crap. Now I need influence-blockers.

Doors over there. Feel free to leave.

CS agents have to work a minimum of 17 tickets per hour. Their quality is assessed by How’s My Driving responses from customers, and the HMD have to meet a certain level.

This incentives the agent to wrap the ticket up as quickly as possible, to the best outcome for the customer, in the hopes they leave 5* HMD responses.

CS agent actions cost the company money? Who cares.

CS agents actions were good for the environment? Who cares.

Speed and High HMD is the only two things on a CS agents mind.

Spam, spam, spam, baked beans, esh and spam. That’s not got much spam in it.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=3&v=anwy2MPT5RE&embeds_referring_euri=https%3A%2F%2Fduckduckgo.com%2F

The mice or the domino’s?

How do they slow down or stop; is it by reversing the sail?

I don’t bite them, but use clippers to cut them down to quick. Am kind of obsessive on doing this. Working as an engineer I hate the sight of oil/grease/muck under nails, so they gotta go.

Can I quit? Call it a work in progress.

The 4 bananas of the apocalypse ride in.

Quick! Eat the evidence!

“Dad, Eric’s fucking the turkey again!” whined Junior.