I'll bid a single erotic yet safe-for-work photo of me posing while wearing my Piplup hat while sucking on a blueberry lollipop with my mouth partially open so you can see the lollipop color to verify it's blueberryness.
Disclaimer: This photo is not guaranteed to cause pleasure.
You're playing poker with a tiger. You're holding 10c 4h and the flop is 6c 8h 2c. The tiger seems somewhat confused and is unsure of what to do, and it hesitates for a long time before making a bet of 20% of its chip stack. Do you fold? call? raise? or run screaming?
If you haven't submitted any photos to ffr it says on your profile "No Photo's to display". Why is there an apostrophe?
What is your opinion of Julian Assange?
You're stuck in a room, where the door is locked on the outside and you have no chance of breaking through it or the walls or the ceiling. There are no gaps through the walls. You have a laptop with 6 minutes of battery power left and no charger, a cake, an IKEA pencil, a wetsuit, a coathanger, 7 socks, and a large rhubarb. The rhubarb is poisonous, the socks give off a revolting smell if you get too close, the coathanger has had the hook removed, the wetsuit comes from BHS (this means that it gets smaller instantly on contact with water), the IKEA pencil... well... comes from IKEA, the cake is a lie, and the laptop has just started downloading 200 MB of Windows Updates in the background without your permission and you don't have admin rights to stop it and so it will be unresponsive to anything you try and get it to do until it finishes downloading. Why am I typing all this stuff when I have work to do right now?
Theorem: If you have a large enough number of monkeys, and a large enough number of computer keyboards, one of them will sight-read AAA death piano on stealth. And the ffr community will forever worship it. ProofExample
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