I was contacted by a client who I’d finished a website for over a year ago.
Client: Why did my site crash?
Me: Let me send you a retainer contract and I can take a look at it once I’ve got a signed contract and the initial payment.
Client: I can’t pay you! Can’t you just fix it?
Me: No, that wasn’t part of our contract. I have no idea why it isn’t working. It will take some time to figure out what is wrong and how to fix it.
Client: Okay. Do that. But I can’t pay you.
Me: Then, I can’t work.
Client: How do you make any money then?
Me: …
Client: …
Me: …what?
im sitting in a death row cell with two toilet paper rolls glued to my head to replicate horns and the word “HOMESTUCK” carved into my bare chest using a nail filer.
the guards are afraid of me. the inmates are afraid of me. this is the way of the world.
kojima, on the phone: hey, norman!
reedus: yes kojima?
kojima: i need you--
reedus: i'm alone. i'm naked. come and take me.
kojima: ...for another game.
reedus: oh.
kojima: but actually, it's good that you're already naked, because
so i straightened my hair while it was still a bit damp and now i’m a high school junior in an anime
You look like a young Sabertooth.
Anime joe dirt?
