Mine is turned off most of the time.
“Morbid fear,” indeed.
You brought paving stones?
Until it isn’t.
Perhaps he took it to the bar he runs in “Willy and Ethel.”
It could come in handy.
Working at a chip foundry is probably about as glamorous. Line work is line work. Just a different uniform.
Mangled bits of paper, metal fragments, and rock chips were strewn everywhere.
Now the kid will have a backstory: “Raised by a kindly old couple after he crashed through their window…”
You’re not listening. Those small victories are gone now.
Mine is turned off most of the time.