Oh God, they're all going to be data labellers. There will be internships where you have to identify how many bananas are in each image in a folder of 40,000 images, and you'll get a new folder every three months. Oh, no. Oh no.
Horse Armour: An Oblivion Tale
FINALLY we get to explore the 50 Cent: Blood on the Sand Cinematic Universe.
Ah, but the THIRD letter of 'blue' is a vowel - like Brianne!
This post is how I found out out here in Britain. Kinda poetic how far those voices traveled 😃
I didn't truly understand how disgusting it had gotten until I realised I had learnt all the words to 'Flyover' by Asian Dub Foundation, purely through osmosis.
But what if I WANT to be blind, toothless, and lethargic?
Almost Virginia, Western River Blue Ridge Miner, Stranger to my mama Sky is old there, older than my eye Younger than Virginia, growin' like the trees Country home, take my roads To the roads, I'll be roads! Western teardrop, mama moonshine Take my roads, county home
I reckon GABA glam will also help justify my plans for an absinthe hot tub. Take THAT, early twentieth century French psychiatrist Valentin Magnan!