I can't imagine being in a contractual business partnership with a grown-ass adult who longcat texts me to proclaim that they are the "Khaleesi", as some type of threat.
Lol, high school indeed.
They do all this tracking shit with a soccer ball that is 9" in diameter and 28" around. Not to mention it gets kicked around about a million times in a single match.
The technology is easy to implement, but the NFL doesn't want to pay for it if they absolutely don't have to.
Along with ball/line tech, surely they've got some kind of imaging tech that can penetrate a pile of bodies to help identify when a runner is down.
All of this can free-up the officials to focus on what they do best: botching holding and pass interference calls.
The Jardiance supermarket variant has got to be the worst yet. Recorded at earsplitting volume.
"Hey Mom - do you think you can eat these Ritz Crackers with your taint infection and all?"
Years ago I had a Sony MP3 player with the regular flat-faced corded earbuds. They did the job at the gym but were never loud enough to fully mask the sounds of clanking weights, treadmills, people talking, etc... After 20-30 minutes of processing this auditory stew, my brain would be lulled into thinking that the cacophony in my ears was what everyone in the room could hear. So one day near the Lat pulldown machines I farted, loudly, thinking no one would hear it over all the noise. I then looked over to see an attractive and horrified young lady hustle away from the scene.
I hope this helps.
I liked their migas enchiladas. Stuffed avocado was tasty as well. Plenty of post-game boozing shenanigans at Northstar and Highland Lanes after company softball at the Havins back in the day. RIP.
Apparently this movie was shot entirely on an Iphone 15 Pro Max. 75mm dollar budget:
https://www.wired.com/story/28-years-later-danny-boyles-new-zombie-flick-was-shot-on-an-iphone-15/
My Grandad had two pigmy goats, Billy and Willy, when I was a kid. They were fun as hell with plenty of personality. But one day they went to live with a family friend after my Grandad looked out the window and observed a similar party happening on top of his 1982 Buick LeSabre.
They had a guy pumping his stomach contents into a pitcher and Al Jourgensen came up on stage to drink a glass. After that a guy came out and started running meat skewers through his face and ass. I had to walk.