Except oil.
Except oil.
That’s 10°C for those who want to judge you. And you’re wrong, the perfect temperature is 17°C. Not too cold, not too hot.
Obviously the green part is the ocean.
Interestingly, in the novel Contact by Carl Sagan a rich character got his money by selling a device that did more or less that.
Meine Paprika und Tomaten lieben es. Das wird ein super Klimakatastrophen-Chili
That’s not a kid, that’s a small bureaucrat.
No, actually did, try for yourself.
Chatgpt just told me there is one r in elephant.
Das Selbstische Mem von Richard Dohlensippe.
We all know his name is Johneff. Johneff Kennedy.
Solange er seinen Precht zuhause lässt.
It is now save to disenchant your orb.
Thank god there is no ninth of hexadecember, so no worries.