Lies! There is no potatoe, only sadness.

I’d just wish they would bring back the rueben sandwich.

My plan A was similar. Just get cremated and just be scattered around my parents graves. Just so "I’m around“. Plan b, viking funeral. Plan “c” is getting cramated, getting an half and ounce of ashes, putting it in resin keychains. Then during the memorial, “take a little piece of Bob with you.”, and hand out the keychains. Eventually, you are going to lose it, go back to my wife, because she probably has a box of leftover me somewhere.

In Edge runners, they were putting people’s cremated remains in stainless steel capsule, like a world’s worst kinder surprise. That struck me as being very plausible in the future.

What!? And ruin the bottom line!? Blasphemous!

“ tilt the head, to ensure the air way is open. Before we get to compressions, it’s a good time to remind you that this CPR video is sponsored by RAID: shadow legends…“

Come on, baby! Don’t hold out on me! I need those Steam deck exhaust fumes! I’ll suck your dick!

Eh, puto! MUUUU!

A strange juice in the hand is worth two rude and unreasonable chickens in the bush.

Nah! I just want someone hot to look at. What am I doing to do, watch a dude for 40 hours? Gaaaaayyyyyy!

Then maybe a little 1984?

Limbo?

I feel we have made a terrible mistake!

https://youtu.be/hBZmQdFbVcY?si=U3z1f4hEkjl4uwJk

He’yar! She loves me fish sticks!

“You are about to be anointed… Uggh!”

I’m split between “No One Asked Your Opinion, You Filthy Little Mudblood!” or “My Daddy will hear about this!”

I believe its know as a baby giant tree rat.

It looks like you are going to pinch the dog’s smeckle.