I have yet to witness a fulfilled life that is not flush with 20 Robux a week.
/S just in case people thought I gave more than two craps about Roblox.
I have yet to witness a fulfilled life that is not flush with 20 Robux a week.
/S just in case people thought I gave more than two craps about Roblox.
Joking aside, retail therapy is a thing. Some people shop when they are lonely/bored. Ask my exwife.
Plot twist! By then you will need a second job to fund your child’s Need for Robux.
To be fair, most customers that say they totally know how to do everything know precisely nothing and just don’t want to appear ignorant.
Plot Twist: The spicy salsa is mid at best.
Imagine getting a haircut and a handy at the same time.
: pours one out for every dude that had a GF that lost herself to a Pinterest Interest wall: (or vice versa)
Quickly? Granted, it was over a decade ago, but it took 6-8 years for Myspace to die proper , by my recollection.
I still wish I could bop over there and check in on bands that probably imploded a decade ago.
It looks exactly like a ‘rad car’ that I doodled in my social studies notebook after slamming two bottles of Robitussin.
And also, if one of the wheel motors breaks down will the inevitably obtuse software of the car allow me to drive on three wheels, or will it sit idle until a certified technician arrives and inputs a service code?
This vibes with me, but fifteen years ago me.
Installed Ubuntu on my first netbook and had to sit in the stairs to the second floor jacked into the single Ethernet cable we had for a few hours to troubleshoot it.
I haven’t used every distro, but it seems like most of them are plug and play these days.
This post reminded me to take my meds.
I just broke out into a cold sweat remembering trying to get wifi to function on my netbook back in 2k8.