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sign me the FUCK up ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ good shit goเฑฆิ sHit๐ thats โ some good๐๐shit right๐๐th ๐ ere๐๐๐ rightโthere โโif i do ฦฝaาฏ so my sel๏ฝ ๐ฏ i say so ๐ฏ thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: สณแถฆแตสฐแต แตสฐแตสณแต) mMMMMแทะ๐ฏ ๐๐ ๐ะO0ะเฌ ๏ผฏOO๏ผฏOะเฌ เฌ Ooooแตแตแตแตแตแตแตแตแต๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ฏ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐Good shit
Salmon hand roll
I just realized I’ve survived everything I’ve ever encountered in life. I have a 100% survival rate. I’m fucking nailing it.
I’m constantly torn between the ‘be kind to everyone’ and the ‘fuck everyone you owe them nothing’ mentalities
Do no harm but take no shit
I’m fucking pissing myself.
You know how all of Jupiter’s moons are named after his lovers and affairs?
Yeah. NASA is sending a craft to check up on Jupiter.
You know what the craft is called?JUNO.
Who’s Juno?
JUPITER’S WIFE.
NASA IS SENDING JUPITER’S WIFE TO CHECK ON JUPITER AND HIS AFFAIRS AND LOVERS.
FUCKING NASA
I’m a .NET Developer and I make it my policy to NEVER to populate clients’ websites with content. I’ll provide instructional videos and backend tools, and that’s where it stops. However, I had one client who just wouldn’t perform this task. As I knew them well, I capitulated and asked them to send through their ‘words’ by email and informed them that I would make an exception to do this.
Some days later, I received a plethora of attachments in an email. On opening these attachments, they were images taken with a smartphone of pages of a PDF file.
Me: Do you have the source document for the content you sent as images?
Client: What do you mean by source document?
Me: The Word Document or other document that you saved as a PDF File.
Client: No, I didn’t save it.
Me: Ok, the PDF file you took the images of, you still have that?
Client: No, I deleted it. I didn’t think I’d need it again. Anyway, what’s the problem? You got the attachments.