A legendary friend group led by chaos general E. Molnar, infamous for their shenanigans and mischief at the one and only Tard House.
The Green Dudes from Mortal Engines aren’t just a squad — they’re a drunken lifestyle choice. Fueled by bottom-shelf liquor, 30-racks of cheap beer, and zero self-control, they specialize in bad decisions that somehow become legendary stories. Known for blackouts, late-night chaos, and waking up in places that defy explanation, they thrive on disorder, reckless comedy, and Molnar’s unholy talent for steering the crew straight into disaster (and staggering back out with another case of beer).
Woke up with Sharpie tattoos, an empty keg in the bathtub, and a traffic cone in the kitchen — yeah, the Green Dudes from mortal engines were here.
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.
An absolutely foolproof way to keep minors from viewing content deemed "too mature" for them to watch.
Billy: "So I was trying to watch some videos for an M rated game, and I ran into an age gate, so I put in my real birthday. SOMEHOW it managed to figure out that I am 12. CURSE YOU AGE GATE!!!"
Bill: "Fucking age gate! *quick scroll* THERE! I was born on January 1, 1904. Fuck you age gate."