If there was a way do deactivate them i’d buy some for our lawn.
But while it would save me time and effort, i’d really only be bargaining the manly act of fuel and blades against some wierd ass walking clouds. Defecating on the very spot i’d like to place my grill to roast their children on.
So, ihr tapferen Tastatur-Tiger, habt ihr euch jemals gefragt, warum wir uns lieber in apokalyptischen…