The scene: the Tucows offices, early afternoon.
Co-worker: Hey, Joey! How’s married life treating you?
Me [making finger quotes, a.k.a. “sarcasm tongs”]: “Married life?” What is this, the twentieth century? It’s now called Life 2.0.
The ridiculousness continues. So much that this is just the third of three Sunday picdumps…
The ridiculousness continues. So much that this is just the second of three Sunday picdumps…
The ridiculousness continues. So much that this is just the first of three Sunday picdumps…
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