They had to wait for the he spring.
Nurse: “No change yet”
I now have 999.999.75 left.
Only Tolkiens
I guess if you get vaccinated you won’t be headed to the ICU.
He's changed a lot.
“Why do I always have to pay you to be good”
Why can’t you be a good for nothing like your dad
Dad looked at me, shrugged and said “Inflation.”
You've changed man
i look up the coin online and it is worth $6 in mint condition and tell her the value
My mom: we should ask if they’ll negotiate
Me: we should buy it and see if we can flip it.
I’m 16 and fear for my future kids.
A quarterback.
They had him drawn and quartered.
He coined the term.
Nickel-less Cage!
He said he wanted his quarter back.
That’s a ton of money!
Then I’d have $999,999.75.
Inflation
I really hope Tide had another commercial ready just in case.
Edit: Thank you for the Reddit Gold, kind stranger! My first!
What should I do with the remaining $999,999.75?
When a thief is caught today, it’s not like the olden days. Now, you get a mugshot and housed in a jail cell. Then, they were just drawn and quartered.
He said, “Maybe this’ll knock some scents into you.”
It will be called a servant's whole
Any help you can get really counts.
Trevor loved tractors. And I mean, really loved tractors. Forget any obsessions or high-level interests you may have, chances are they pale in the face of Trevor’s love for tractors.
Every day Trevor would get up, in his tractor-themed bedroom in his tractor-themed house, with its tractor-themed wallpaper and tractor-themed carpets, and he would make his bed with its tractor-themed duvet and tractor-themed sheets. He would go downstairs in his tractor-themed pajamas into his tractor-themed kitchen, with its tractor-themed tiles and cupboards, and he would eat his breakfast while perusing the latest tractor-themed magazine or annual.
Trevors’s degree in Agricultural Engineering hung on his living room wall, along with a copy of his thesis, which centred around (you guessed it) tractors. The living room was decorated with all sorts of tractor-related trinkets, including die-cast models, paintings and drawings.
The hedges in Trevor’s front garden were trimmed in the shape of tractors. His lawn was vividly decorated with tractor-driving garden gnomes, and his garden furniture was constructed from various parts from vintage tractor designs.
Trevor just had one thing missing from his otherwise tractor-centric life; he had never actually owned, nor driven, a real tractor.
Not for his lack of trying, of course. Trevor had been to many tractor shows over the years, and visited many farms with friends of his, but none of the tractors he had seen had ever been quite right. Trevor was so knowledgeable about tractors that every single one he had come across had possessed some hidden trait that he wasn’t keen on. His first experience of driving a real tractor had to be perfect.
One day, Trevor was flicking through one of his favourite publications, Powertrain Quarterly, when there was a knock at the door. Trevor answered, and it was his friend and fellow tractor enthusiast, Jeff.
Trevor welcomed Jeff in, and over tea and crumpets served on tractor-themed crockery, they discussed the merits of aluminium drawbars and front-end loaders. Eventually Trevor pressed Jeff to explain the reason for his visit.
“Well” said Jeff, “As I’m sure you know the convention comes to town later”.
The convention. Trevor had been thinking of little else the past three weeks. The neighbouring town annually threw a convention for farmers, particularly farmyard machinery. There would be combine harvesters, lawnmowers, and of course, tractors.
“Yes of course” replied Trevor
... keep reading on reddit ➡Gonna call it Nickel-less Cage
Climate Change
Nurse: No change yet.
You would think he'd learn to duck under it by now...
oof.
I have always wanted to be generous to a fault.
“Wow!” I say. “It’s climate change!”
Not sure what I'd do with the other $299,999.75
He said, “Maybe that’ll knock some cents into you.”
