Go get em Spidey.
Go get em Spidey.
Love me that gold-pickled fowl foot.
It’s so hard. I swear I try writing lyrics for songs. And the entire time I’m just like “God, I’m so bad at this. Nobody will like any of this” then I move on to a new song. Rinse and repeat.
Gray his house With a gray little window And a gray corvette And everything is gray for him
Well in that case…
Welcome to 2024. Where we move closer and closer to black mirror being real due to our technology improvements.
Just in case someone runs into this. “I do not consent to any searches”
You physically take the specs from the customer to the engineers? Well… No.
Don’t forget to change the sound setting location to different tabs every other week too to keep you on your toes.
Damn, that child with a weird name got obliterated.
The scope that exists is whatever nitpicking detail Chris Roberts is focusing on at any given moment. That blanket? Not enough physics. Water bottles have to have a glossy realistic shine. Server meshing…? But what about the coffee mugs?!
It’s the fucking worst.