The feeling of resting on a slowly deflating air mattress before you pack it up is amazing. I remember one time, my sister (now wife) and I went on a camping trip with an inflatable mattress, and we both just slooowly let it deflate while we laid on it before we packed it up. Good times!
I don’t own an FM radio small enough to shove up my ass, which a phone with FM would solve. I’m sure phone designers will realize their untapped market soon enough.
I’ve been running modified Spotify IPAs and desktop scripts for years to get around paying premium; here’s to hoping that I can still play these audiobooks!
Phones should have FM radio not as an emergency feature, but as a method of banging out the tunes. I wanna jam out at a campsite with no downloaded music and no cell service.
People who say “dead chat” are the dirt beneath my feet. Oh? Really? The chat is dead? Thanks for letting me know! I’m sure this acknowledgment will sprout life back into the chat at once.
Saying “dead chat” is a waste of metaphorical oxygen. You want to revive chat? Bring up how your bathroom has mold, that you got your sister pregnant, send a meme, send ANYTHING but “dead chat.” It does nothing but waste notifications and time.
I know I’m making a mountain out of a molehill, but I’ll die on that molehill.
Daaaamn girl, nice rack