Ah I see, thanks for the context. Nonetheless, can’t DB take the profits from the Trucks and invest it in the Trains?
The company should still maintain the infrastructure, or pay back their consumers for every missed train. They’ve been making profit year-in year-out, the least they could do is throw some of their pocket change at the repair crew.
Sasuke and Naruto are about to fight at the Valley of The End mural. Before they do, I ride up to them in old timey horse, and dismount in a spritely manner.
“Whatchoo boys fightin’ fo?” I inquire, whilst spitting a piece of Americana on the floor.
They look at me quizically, surveying my power from my dusty old boots to my cowboy hat. They say nothing, just watch me gyrate my hip as I get back on my hoss.
“You boys be good nao” I say, tipping my hat and mosying on towards Konoha
Wow, it’s really good. Who knew that asking a bot to provide references would immediately improve the quality of the answers?
The reply is pretty self-explanatory too. The cable exists in a 4-dimensional space.
This is dumb. Clearly she has massive tactical advantage, since she can teleport out of a camp and forward in time into the middle of a battlefield. Who’s to say what she can’t do?
It’s not labelled, but it’s there, the large north-east heading river above Erie
This is a good hill to die on, and I applaud you for it.
*stabs him*
It is illuminating that the problem isn’t actually wanting to drink whilst driving, but just to pass the time faster when commuting home. The problem is how Americans have designed their cities, not drinking.
Edit: People, not Americans. Freudian slip.
Ben bir ceviz ağacıyım Gülhane Parkı’nda.
Ne sen bunun farkındasın, ne polis farkında.
Translation:
I am an old Walnut tree in Gülhane Park (Istanbul)
Neither you are aware of this, nor the police
Source:
>>> 0.1 + 0.2
0.30000000000000004
>>> 1e16 * (0.1 + 0.2)
3000000000000000.5
Yes.
It was good, but as soon as they made a love interest for Reagan who was your typical Fox Muldur… I mentally checked out
The smell is manure, and the dripping is manure.
thats really not helpful
Kenshi. Though usually that means that your corpse was found by slavers, nursed back to health, and its up to you to find replacement limbs and then crawl/hobble/run away from the camp when no one is looking
me too, but it was my third leg instead
I really want this for a lot of games. GTA5 became this absolutely beautiful spectacle of a game once I had the ability to control the flow of time. Something beautiful about launching a rocket and watching it crawl to its destination under the twinkling sunlight, past the unsuspecting bypassers who barely have time to register that something is up. Breathtaking game.
More info on Boeing?