“Time” haha, no no no! You mean “Conventional Sexagesimal Time”.

Everyone loves the metric system until you bring up metric time, go ahead, go find your biggest metric fanboy/girl and ask them how they measure the passage of time, I’ll wait.

Careful now, too much powdered sugar will give you diabeetus.

As real as anything on the Internet. 🤷

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He smells the ghosts in your walls.

That made it worse!

[Michael knocks on stall door]

Big Joe Grizzly: Hey, buddy, just to give you a heads up, I got a taco supreme talking back at me, so I’m going to be a while. So do you mind waiting somewhere else and let me pass this beast in peace?

[Michael knocks again]

Big Joe Grizzly: Look, brother… if you’re looking for some kind of action, you better take it on the arches before I’m done dropping this load. Or you’re going to be one sorry a-hole.

[Michael doesn’t leave]

Big Joe Grizzly: Okay… you just hold on, Daisy. I’ve got something for you.

[unsheathes knife, opens door]

Big Joe Grizzly: Let me introduce myself. I’m Joe Grizzly, bitch. And I’m gonna cut that goddamn mask right off your face, you…

From the moment you understand the weakness of your flesh…

And of course, “Hello, I am sauce.” -soy sauce

He does love his AI.

I know it’s a joke, but technically possible on a water fast. I’m not recommending it, but not actually impossible.

You can tell he really made it himself.

“Some day I’ll have a tiny forge and turn them into tiny swords.”