Message from @Jack of Trades
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3 is edgy and neat imo
I'm just cynical about sequels, I think
shrek 2 was pushing it
Incredibles 2, however, was a fucking masterpiece
THOT PATROLLED
Dragon 3 had STRAIGHT RELATIONSHIPS
*Disgustang*
And they realized that they cant make a dragon human utopia
Woke af
There lines in the movie which goes so well with current events
Dragons=europians
Humans=migrants lol
because we need more "current events" references in "x" media
I got this:
its just grape koolaid powder
@Eirshy kek
punk'd
@Jokerfaic you're grape kool aid
aw thx, m8, that's flattering
grape is best
Well since I'm no longer allowed to work my current location, I guess I'm free
Sweet dick money
yeah, Texans in general might be polite, but the urban city areas are not friendly environments for misunderstandings
@Jokerfaic where?
I'm a valet, see
Houston
Oh cool. Any arcades there?
That's why, it's Houston.
I have piled up things on my table
Eventually that all crumbled and a kife was propelled towards my crotch
Thank god my dick was soft and knife bounced off of it without doing any damage
All the Californistan leeches are fleeing there.
basically a guy shows up, ***nobody*** tells me who he is, I've already told 5 other stubborn customers that valet is full and they need to self-park
he talks with supervisor, I can't hear hat they're saying, he turns and just tosses his keys at me
free car
flabbergasted, (and the throw was a pissant weak one) I just let the keys slide past me
turns out he's the vice pres of the company that *owns* the company that contracted my valet service at that location
something the supervisor was aware of, and saw fit to not inform me of
And you're just supposed to *know* xD
he wasn't in any kind of suit, had no special designating appearance of any kind
thing is, my supervisor and manager are 100% understanding of my side in this, and I'm not in fact fired
When we got into a napoleon castle in Strassbourg (France) I was dressed very formerly in a suit (didn't change into national lithuanian clothes yet)
I stood in front of a self-serve rack of garderobe and a row of security cells