I like the businesses that ask you for your email address and they send you a code and then you put that code into their box and they do a new one every time like that, so there’s never a password required.

We all get excited when we see our dream home until the increasing mortgages & property taxes hit us

Wow, I’m blocking you. Hey everybody block this guy so everything he does will never be seen.

I don’t think he called me very often. I lived with him. I saw him every day & slept with him every night.

I wonder if every other detail of her life is similarly chaotic.

I wonder if she ever took the plunge and bought a real cyber truck when they came out.

He didn’t have my number memorized, he just used his phone log and click on that to call me back. Or click on our texting history. A few years before I met him, his super hot blonde wife left him for another man so he was a bit distraught & having trouble moving forward.

Funny you mentioned 6 years, that’s how long I was with a guy who never even added me as a contact into his phone. We lived together, slept together, were monogamous with each other, I helped him raise his daughter every other weekend during his custody time with her while he was at work. He still never added me as a contact into his phone.

I feel seen & appreciated 🥹 I’m a 100lb girl and those syrup cartons are heavy as fuck and restaurant work is torture and I wanted to eviscerate everyone all day every day.

In later follow-up she said her franken-truckla suffered electrical problems, rain leakage, and has been relegated to someone’s backyard, rotting away under a tarp.

I see you’re trying to be clever but April never mentioned how many days she thinks April has.

Who did he love for 939 years? That’s solid relationship stability.

What is the “V” in V Assisted Death? I can’t figure out what the V means.

At the risk of sounding like a boomer, I wish people played musical instruments and interactive face-to-face games with each other in their leisure time rather than staring at screens.

Hey I’ve heard that we can’t obtain that anywhere. It’s pretty rare.

Yes I know anesthesiologists are trained to keep people talking to gauge the moment patient goes under, and they can steer the conversation any direction they please, so it’s really sus he chose to take it THERE.

Furthermore my surgery was being performed in a hospital in California not far from the heart of the entertainment industry, and although The Cosby Show was regularly filmed in a studio in Brooklyn New York, God only knows where Bill Cosby was obtaining his date rape sedatives.

I’ve had plenty of years to turn this over in my mind, who knows if my own doctor may have been involved in providing sedatives to Bill cosby, or at least aware of Bill Cosby’s shenanigans long before anyone else knew.

Again maybe pure coincidence he was just providing chit chat about the most popular TV sitcom at the time, and yes I did have an opinion of Bill Cosby & the Cosby Show in 1989, but didn’t have enough time to formulate a response before going under anesthesia. I did watch the show regularly and enjoyed it but had never given a thought to “Do I like Bill Cosby?” until that moment my anesthesiologogist* asked me that question.

• (LOL look how I spelled that word 🤣 Where is autocorrect when we actually need it? But sure autocorrect has no problem changing “were” to “we’re,” and "ill " to “I’ll,” and “too” to “to.” Autocorrect always trying to make fools of us.)

Thank you for understanding. You get it.

We Boomers & Gen X understand this cartoon.

No, people did not go around asking each other if they liked Bill Cosby in the 1980s, especially not one blink away from general anesthesia.