The tire pressure sensor on my car was going a little haywire. I talked about it in my car with my kids and then took it to the dealership to make sure that's what it was. An hour later I get a pop up ad on FB for a mobile air compressor to fix flats. This shit happens all the time. I'm done believing it's a coincidence.
So, now I just give the middle finger in the air to the satellites, so big brother knows what I think about his schemes. You don't want to get on my bad side.
So, now I just give the middle finger in the air to the satellites, so big brother knows what I think about his schemes. You don't want to get on my bad side.