I was a huge fan of the original, and I have to say, they did a great job with this. The things I enjoy about it may not matter to you, though.

Neapolitan

De Beers did it with diamond engagement rings as well.

Galileo would like a word.

It’s when you pee in someone’s mouth during a blowie.

Any port in a storm, I always say.

I’ve always been afraid of being killed by a drunk driver, or dying while at work. Now both of those things can happen at the same time.

If this is another attempt to get me to stare into a laser, I’m going to say “Fool me once.”

Good thing the US has free healthcare, or else this could be seen as a tactic to drive profits up for CEO’s.

Microplastics weren’t enough, let’s give the sealife macroplastics.

No volume, vibrate, led, or push notifications. If you want my attention badly enough, call. And I will screen the call and text you back at my convenience. I will not be on a leash. Now excuse me while I doomscroll for 2 to 17 hours.

For the cats, at least. I wouldn’t recommend doing it for yourself. I learned that the hard way.

My cats will be about to throw up, so I’ll slide a paper towel under them, and they will try to move to get back to the floor.

You’re absolutely right, as that cat will puke in the most inconvenient spot.

“Welcome to the internet, take a look around. Anything that brain of yours can think of, can be found.”

Out of all possible fetishes, I do think it reasonable that somewhere out there exists a lass who would delight in blowing cubbles out her aft porthole.

Well we need to think ahead a little bit. We can’t take a mentally ill person right off the street and stick them in a colonial revival and expect them to maintain with the upkeep.

So the mentally ill deserve to be left to rot in the streets? Why else have a social safety net, if not for them?

Isn’t this the device that required you to take out the battery in order to change the game?