If a real physical clock, that’s a helluva set of complications.

Their brains aren’t big enough to count like you and me.

Only if you really want to blow their doors off.

It was the primary nail in my mother’s coffin and her mother’s coffin too.

It’s just hard to directly translate accurately from the original Klingon texts.

I got this. For those that don’t, search about reiserfs and the author’s criminal history.

I want one of these in my bud-hole.

The “Auto Care” sign in the back of the frame really makes this photo a banger.