An extroverted Techie looks at *your* shoes when he's talking to you.
Me: I don't have a unicorn. A: You better get naked and go into that Arby's and look for it anyway. M: Ok.
A sound-proof cabin so I can sing every rap lyric regardless of the neighborhood I'm driving through.
Me: mmm, talk to me in an accent. H: Zoinks, like, there's a ghost! Let's get out of here Scoob! M: *swoons*
Eeeee eeee eeeee ieeeee eeee eee. Dolphins don't talk dummy.
It must have fallen through a crack.
Friend: she told me to upload her photo in FB, I uploaded in OLX... Mistakes do happen
Ughs*
He looks at your shoes when he talks to you.
Because techies respawns
