Maybe it’s a Snipe? If it is, it’s not extinct.
Maybe it’s a Snipe? If it is, it’s not extinct.
Plus it’s been a race to remove skill from labour for 200 years. Journeymen are now technicians. Technicians are now operators.
employing a team of white working class farmer astronauts to run in a hamster wheel
They’re engineers and technicians, but I see you’re already familiar with the Canadian nuclear power industry. “Hide and seek for a grand a week, or stand in plain view for two”
That’s a great idea, aside from the fact that they make you change it regularly.
Bobby Fingers. He makes diaramas of weird things and then buries them in the woods for people to find. Doesn’t make videos too often but they’re hilarious.
So what the hell does CMS stand for? Shouldn’t the article mention that?
Your wish is my command 🤣 https://www.redbubble.com/i/t-shirt/Comuc-by-Bubblesnipe/166469491.D681C
Hot box the ISS! We need to train stoners to be astronauts so the can come save the day!
That’s called making the girl fit the skirt. Rewriting legislation to allow your shitty product.
It makes sense when you look back into history and see that the government of Canada was created to protect the interests of a hat manufacturer.
To look at it another way, Canada is a blanket retailer with elections.
Your comment went off the rails in your second paragraph so you might want to take a Turing test.
Once I volunteered for a nonprofit fundraiser type thing. It was early spring and cold as hell. My friends got taken to the hay rides and the fire pit and they stuck me at the highway, pointing people towards the highly visible parking area. I marched in circles and designed ten thousand signs that could do the job that I was doing. I vowed then and there to never, ever be a cog in some Boomers vanity charity event ever again.
Service clubs tend to treat volunteers like slaves and then lament that no one wants to volunteer to be their slaves.
You might like the elephant in southern Ontario then… https://images.app.goo.gl/yMP9aeRHkNUmGvU27
There’s no room for treasure, it’s too full of funko pops.