Sorry. I’m tired, I’m stressed, and I’m in a shitty mood. You probably don’t want to read anything I’d have to say today, anyway. But at least it’s McRib Season again.
Where the intelligence is neither artificial nor abundant
Sorry. I’m tired, I’m stressed, and I’m in a shitty mood. You probably don’t want to read anything I’d have to say today, anyway. But at least it’s McRib Season again.