I also wrote Janeway. Why did I have to scroll so far down to find another?

Captain Janeway

It’s the loud part. When my partner starts screaming, the floodgates in my balls open almost immediately.

It will get in the moving parts, melt, caramelize, and seize the engine that way.

Sugar in the gas tank doesn’t do anything. You gotta put in the oil fill cap.

It is very easy to not see a motorcycle. Very easy. And due to the way our brains work, their small size can make us seem further away than we actually are.

It does help me mentally though. Sometimes the lies we tell ourselves help.

Most bikes are not bassy it’s mostly thumpers and harleys that are bassy. Just wait until you get passed by a bunch of squids on sport bikes with parallel twins and I4s, those are much higher, and represent a large percentage of the bikers out there.

Also, I’m grateful that my bike is loud. I don’t rev it to high hell though, but an additional sensory input for the fuckhead texting on the freeway is not a bad thing. A lot of people where I live (Seattle) don’t pay attention on the road and it’s pretty scary on a bike surrounded by them sometimes. Sometimes it is simply not possible to have a decent safety bubble when there’s traffic.

I’m not so sure we’ve seen the end of his Linux videos. I’m sure he will learn more and talk about it.

Don’t be too quick to judge yet, he just doesn’t know what he doesn’t know.

Women are so I don’t know what to do with the dinosaur bones and I am available at the moment.