LESS extends CSS with dynamic behavior such as variables, mixins, operations and functions.
It allows you to write less, and do more.
Category: Snaps
Mers fenders.
Time Keeps on Slippin’
Can we have Bender Burgers again? Ooh, name it after me! Shut up and get to the point! Oh yeah, good luck with that.
A Head in the Polls
What are their names? I usually try to keep my sadness pent up inside where it can fester quietly as a mental illness. Well, then good news! It’s a suppository.
- Bender, this is Fry’s decision… and he made it wrong. So it’s time for us to interfere in his life.
- You guys go on without me! I’m going to go… look for more stuff to steal!
- Actually, that’s still true.
Bend Her
You’re going to do his laundry? I had more, but you go ahead. I wish! It’s a nickel. We’ll need to have a look inside you with this camera.
A Flight to Remember
How much did you make me? Man, I’m sore all over. I feel like I just went ten rounds with mighty Thor. What are you hacking off? Is it my torso?! ‘It is!’ My precious torso! Fatal. I haven’t felt much of anything since my guinea pig died.
- Man, I’m sore all over. I feel like I just went ten rounds with mighty Thor.
- I haven’t felt much of anything since my guinea pig died.
- Dear God, they’ll be killed on our doorstep! And there’s no trash pickup until January 3rd.
- What are their names?
The Deep South
Yes. You gave me a dollar and some candy. Are you crazy? I can’t swallow that. And remember, don’t do anything that affects anything, unless it turns out you were supposed to, in which case, for the love of God, don’t not do it!
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this is why we fight
I’m not dead!
Well, what do you want? What do you mean? On second thoughts, let’s not go there. It is a silly place. Why do you think that she is a witch? The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king.
How do you know she is a witch?
The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king. What a strange person. On second thoughts, let’s not go there. It is a silly place. But you are dressed as one…
- We shall say ‘Ni’ again to you, if you do not appease us.
- Bring her forward!
- Well, we did do the nose.
- Knights of Ni, we are but simple travelers who seek the enchanter who lives beyond these woods.
Sets The Cinema Back 900 Years!
Why? Well, what do you want? Burn her! What a strange person. Well, she turned me into a newt.
Help, help, I’m being repressed!
We found them. Well, I got better. A newt?
- Well, we did do the nose.
- Bloody Peasant!
- Well, we did do the nose.
Bridgekeeper
Shut up! Bloody Peasant! And this isn’t my nose. This is a false one. Shh! Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride to Camelot! The swallow may fly south with the sun, and the house martin or the plover may seek warmer climes in winter, yet these are not strangers to our land.