“No, I’m not trying to bribe you. I’m succeeding in bribing you.”
Anyway, check out that sweet cellphone. This is 2002, so it’s probably one of these deals on the left.
oh, so THAT didn’t change between here, and DoA, indeed.
By 2001, we know she’s a lesbian.
By 2002, we know she’s desperate.
And thus, the multiversal constant of Daisy is established.
Wait, where in 2001 did we find out she was a lesbian, again?
After Sal leaves and Joe joins, he asks Walky for available women, and he mentions Daisy being a lesbian.
Okay, so I am still really confused as to why he is doing this.
It resulted in Sal not murdering everyone.
I remember being confused the first time I read this, thinking that Joe had some master plan going on. But I think you’re right… He needed Sal to stop trying to murder people, so he got Monkey Master to retreat knowing that Sal would follow him.
He is actually an evil mastermind of the series and it’s all part of his plan to conquer the world.
Yup, Joe is really Pinky in a Joe suit.
What is not to love about a giant monkey (well, ape) robot? Joe is a robot geek at heart, and Monkey Master is a work of art he wants to preserve.
Jeez, that phone’s a blast from the past. I think I vaguely remember my parents having a cell like that.
Hundreds of years more in the future these type of phones will be displayed in museums and will people will be like:” How did they even use these? They don’t have holo-display!”
February 9, 2002
That phone doesn’t even appear to have a screen.
I bet you can’t even catch a pokemon with it.
Oh my god, antennas!
Anybody here who didn’t get a cell phone till 2009is probably like ” what is this prehistoric piece of shit you call a phone.”
You think that’s bad? Listen here whippersnapper. Back in my day phones had to be connected to a wire! I mean like all the time, not just to charge it. Because you couldn’t charge it. Or take it out of the room it was plugged in to.
And before that, you couldn’t even use a phone. You had to write a message on a piece of paper, grab a passing pidgeon, stuff the message in its beak, and then throw it out the window hoping it would end up in the right place.
And before that, you had to use smoke signals!
Heck, back in MY day, we didn’t even have a language to communicate with each other! It was all body gestures and violently killing the apes of the other tribes to steal their food!
You whippers snappers. Back in my day we were primordial ooze.
Oh that Daisy, thinking that Linda would ever not play favourites and actually suspend her favourite squad.
Damn, that is an old phone.
Those phones had games like the Snake one and that is all that matters
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