Nicholas Gauge
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๐Ÿ‘ค︎ u/marilynmansonfuckme
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I'm under alot of pressure at work. Just trying to gauge water do next. Luckily there's plenty more jobs in the pipeline... i.reddituploads.com/c9b53โ€ฆ
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Nicolas Gauge
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๐Ÿ‘ค︎ u/agentwilsonx
๐Ÿ“…︎ Mar 13 2014
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I saw a guy with gauges at work today.

So I ask "If you put your ring finger through one, would that make you engauged?"

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๐Ÿ‘ค︎ u/Cliffracers
๐Ÿ“…︎ Dec 11 2016
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A roadside motel, couldn't get a gauge on it.

I just couldn't get a vibe for the place. On top of that, the lighting in the library area was terrible.

Hard to read inn.

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๐Ÿ‘ค︎ u/chaosmonkey
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Engagement

What comes before a shotgun marriage?
En-gauge-ment

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๐Ÿ‘ค︎ u/sfajason
๐Ÿ“…︎ Oct 30 2019
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Been told I make a lot of paper jokes because they're tearable

Hey guys, serious talk for a minute. I wanted to gauge how good my puns were on average, so each night for the last week, I've slipped 10 puns into conversations to see how many of them made somebody laugh. And do you know what I found? No pun in 10 did.

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๐Ÿ‘ค︎ u/smugwombat
๐Ÿ“…︎ Jul 14 2019
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I've practiced firing my shotgun a lot but I don't think I'm improving.

It's hard to gauge.

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๐Ÿ‘ค︎ u/mrthatsthat
๐Ÿ“…︎ Mar 29 2018
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The man who saved Reddit

In the not too distant future, web censorship is pervasive; speech and freedom are strangers to one another; while pirates sail the seas with impunity, digital pirates are incarcerated by the busload.

Anyone who speaks out against this ban on open-dialogue or the free-sharing-of-ideas is ground down and hidden away, and the resistance is loosing its will.

A small group of contributors to reddit, huddled together in a bunker beneath barely-waving flags of Snoo, worked tirelessly to repost new ideas from around the internet, to release ideas from their chains, and make speech free ... again!

But it was not to be - a gang of the governments anti-piracy enforcers descended on this, the last bastion of humankind's will to share-freely. Arriving in an armored bus, ten shock-troopers breached the bunker and it looked like the day was lost.

Fortunately for us all, one brave redditor led the collective out a back entrance and they circled to the driveway. This leader told the other redditors to wait in the bushes while he overpowered the one soldier left guarding the transport. There was a flash of movement, a crack from a fallen branch as it struck the guard, and then, stolen keys in hand, the hero revved the engine and told the redditors to pile in.

He had to will himself ignore the gas gauge as he floored the accelerator on the 25,000 pound ticket to freedom - there was only survival or defeat, and nothing in between. Sirens came alive behind him as he rushed for the border to the promised land, to the Free-North.

As the engine begins to cough, the titanic weight of the transport cleaves the barricades asunder and the pursuing vehichles have to hard-brake to avoid skidding beyond their corrupt jurisdiction. Both exhausted and elated, the redditors follow their hero to the freedom promised by their new surroundings ... but their peril is not yet passed.

Though most of the pirate-hunters glower from the south-side of the border, one special agent has crossed over and is speaking with the border guards. The tension is thick. A long-faced guard turns to the newcomers, clearly troubled by what he must do.

"Folks," he says, a pained look on his kindly face, "I'm sorry, to do this, don't cha' know, but I got no choice, eh!"

Confused, the redditors look to one another, and tremble as they notice the agent's smug expression, greedy eyes fixed on the leader of the exodus.

"Look here, now, you are all welcome here, of course, and since speech is free here, we are

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๐Ÿ“…︎ Mar 23 2018
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There are three classes of cheerios

There are three classes of cheerios, the lower class (plain ol' cheerios), the middle class cheerios (frosted), and the elite class (honey nut). One soggy morning in Seattle, a plain cheerio awoke in his single room apartment. He looked out at the still sleepy city, blanketed in a mist of rain. He quickly got dressed and put his shoes on, this would be the day. He stood propped against the bus stop, smoking a cigarette. "God I have got to stop this habit." He thought to himself. Glancing back and forth at the bustle of cheerios, he saw her. She looked about 25, devastatingly gorgeous, and he could smell the honey from where he stood. "Excuse me ma'am," his voice quivered, "I - I think you might be the most beautiful cheerio I have ever seen." She smiled and her otherwise golden brown face grew red. " This is a long shot, but will you marry me?' She was obviously caught off guard by this, but her red lips formed the word, "Yes." They raced through the morning mist of the city, and arrived at her fathers house. The cheerio bent down in front of her father. "Sir, I would like to ask for your blessing in marrying your daughter" "No! You are a regular cheerio and my daughter needs a high quality honey nut" he snapped. "But sir." "No means no damnit!" "Sir this is very unrea-" "You come back a honey nut and you'll have my blessing, my daughter is not about to marry a low life like you." The cheerio sprinted home, tears streaming down his face. He fumbled against the lock and sprawled out on his bed. When he awoke it was early, his sheets had a dark silhouette from his wet jacket. He sat up and lit a cigarette. "Damn." he sighed to himself. Walking in front of his mirror, he noticed something different. His body was frosted! He had become a frosted cheerio! He darted out the door without shoes, reaching the honey nut household in no time at all. He banged on the door, and the beauty's father answered. "Sir I am a changed cheerio! I'm frosted!" he exclaimed. Her father had a stern look on his face. "You think you are any better? The dirt on my boots are worth more than you." he hissed. The old honey nut slammed the door on the young frosted. He heard the deadbolt click. The newly frosted cheerio didn't take the same way home. He stood on the edge of a bridge, feeling the cool autumn wind on his sugar coated skin. Was he really going to go through with this? Was it worth it? No he was a frosted cheerio now. He couldn't get the girl, but he was a changed cheerio. He

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๐Ÿ‘ค︎ u/R1pply
๐Ÿ“…︎ Jul 31 2017
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Sitting in a Crestron class....

We're learning about all the gauges you can use on the touch panels. There's quite a few on the screen. The guy next to me said, "I guess you could say that page is very engaging." Everyone groaned I told him he's going on Reddit.

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๐Ÿ‘ค︎ u/Money_Box
๐Ÿ“…︎ Mar 09 2016
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I was trying to order some parts for work......

I was ordering pressure gauges and sent all the specifications to my vendor. Three inch face, 0-100psi, 1/4" npt thread......what do you have in stock? He replied back with no 1/4". So I replied, yeah that is my favorite Zeppelin song, what about the gauge.

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๐Ÿ‘ค︎ u/lucideye
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