Who’ll want to chat with poor old Yarvik about annual rainfall when they can discuss philosophy of mind or Baroque art?
Here at CamelX our motto has always been: "No one can believe stuff—unless you say it first.”
You will now need to submit a request through a new app called “Ayyy” where you can send Lorenzo an “Oooo” request which will generate a ticket.
Please describe how you felt after reading the disclaimer, “You’re right—you are getting these ads more often than anyone else. Everyone knows this and is talking about it.”
“Everything must come to an end.” Did I just tell you I’m dying, or that I finished The Legend of Zelda?
Feel free to experiment to make sure you have just the right amount of melanin to sell more popcorn or disrupt the humidifier market.
Good’morrow to you all. A most gracious welcome to my webbing page. I am Keithly. Behold my rump.
Oh maybe that guy's not a robot. Now I don't think this one's about robots at all.
Somewhere, up in the cloud someplace, there is a benevolent being that can let you back into your SubzScription account.
There wasn’t a single awkward pause, which is rare because I get anxious when I talk to a search engine I want to optimize.
“Merci,” I respond. “Incroyable,” the driver says, slowly taking off his sunglasses, “You really know your stuff.”
Every non-union job listing, for companies like BoatSwatch, Amalgamated Hunter, and A.I. Wurxs.