Not HDMI, because Baby Yoda can't speak.
So I just asked if he wanted a log book to keep track.
That's a little mean.
I just love synchronised Schwimmers
She asked about the girl on screen getting ready for her routine: "Is she Russian?"
To which I replied : "No she's taking her time"
The eye roll was fantastic.
Took my iMac in because the hard disc failed. The machine is 6 yrs old so I was made to feel embarrassed coz it was 'vintage and obsolete, Apple don't carry parts and can't help'. I was becoming a bit pissed off at the attitude I was getting then more pissed off when Mr Genius started to tell me to buy some suction pads that glaziers use to carry sheets of glass around, pull out the screen, undo 18 screws etc etc to change the disc myself. That's when I hit him with...
"Glaziers' suction pads? I thought they were only compatible with windows"
He didn't even flinch. Just completely ignored it and carried on sneering at me for having the audacity to be using an old machine. I left feeling like a piece of shit with only pride in my joke keeping me going.
She said that’s the last time she’ll play split screen with me.
Every time I get it wrong the screen tells me what my password is.
My Dad and I were getting dinner ready when I quizzed him on how he seasoned the chicken and gravy mixture he was fawning over.
"Uh I haven't put anything in but the chicken, and the gravy."
"Were you going to season it?"
"Wasn't planning on it." he finished, apparently done with the conversation as his full attention was now on whatever football game was on. I decided if he wasn't going to take the initiative and make our food taste like something other than bland than I would.
"Here Dad put in some garlic," I said as i started grabbing spices from the cabinet.
"Some basil, salt, pepper, thyme... " I didn't see any thyme in here which was too bad because it would be just the thing for this.
"Hey DAD do we have any thyme left?" I asked him a little louder than I had been talking before.
"Time for what?" he asked, finally breaking his attention from the flat screen, a severely confused and almost worrried look cemented on his brow. And then, as quick as a camera lens closing to capture a shot, he winked.
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TL;DR I'm pretty sure you have enough thyme to read it.
A friend was telling my dad about the new disaster movie Twister. >Friend: "The special effects are so amazing. They actually showed a cow flying across the screen."
>My Dad: "Oh, pasteurize (Past your eyes)?"
Long time ago, but hard to forget!
We had just dined with whole family when my sis took out her phone. Grandma peeked my sisters screen and said, "All of them have such washboard stomachs." We all were kinda feeling awkward. Until dad said: "Hmh, they are left behind their time. I've got a washing machine right here."
