…shouldn’t you be in 1985?
…shouldn’t you be in 1985?
For the same reason, they walk faster, too.
Ah so it’s not a “you scrub my butthole, I scrub yours” situation?
That would explain last Thursday…
If you say “I don’t negotiate with terrorists”, does he pull the trigger or not?
As global and national economies stagger and fail under the effects of climate change, you can at least look forward to the return of city-states. Maybe even a return to walled cities, if they’re near water.
Have a countdown appear at a random time with no indication of what it refers to and how to deal with it. Add in a buzzer at the end and then just continue on as normal.
You just gotta put very tiny handcuffs on the fan blades.
“It’s all on the blockchain now, so it’s not even us who’s doing it.
What are you gonna do, arrest me and these 7,000 graphics cards?”
Maybe if you are very, very, very little.
I feel like you’d give yourself the gum chewer’s equivalent of wanker’s cramp before you even got halfway to the daily limit.
I’ve only ever seen aspartame in the ingredient list of diet sodas, and I often check ingredient lists.
The WHO said aspartame is safe to consume within a daily limit of 40 milligrams per kilogram of a person’s body weight.
An adult weighing 70 kilograms or 154 pounds would have to drink more than nine to 14 cans of aspartame-containing soda daily to exceed the limit and potentially face health risks.
Holy shit you weren’t kidding. And here I was worried that my 2-3 cans a month might be catching up to me!
There’s gonna be a floating graveyard of billionaires whizzing around the Earth and taking out satellites soon enough.
Bonus points whenever they hit a Starlink.
Also for whatever reason Hot has been dredging up posts from 2-3 years ago.
My old cat used to do this, because I’d feed her and then walk away. But once I started sitting with her she started to eat a lot more.
It’s not necessarily that your cat wants extra food: sometimes they just feel vulnerable while eating (especially as they get older) and want someone they trust watching over them.
I put it in a very shallow dish and then put that dish inside a shallow (and heavy) old baking tray.
The lip of the tray catches the kibble from falling outside of it and the heaviness makes it hard for her to move it.
And now I don’t feel bad about getting new, lighter pans because the old one is still getting used.
For any lurker out there: a lot of it is just mental. It can be a hurdle to get over the first few times, but once you start posting and getting responses it feels more like a conversation than a feed, and you can get more out of it.
I lurked exclusively on Reddit because there were too many people to be able to talk to anyone (there’s a Yogiism for you). It’s all just a series of comments there.
So give it a chance, see if you like it some more. There are plenty of nice, knowledgeable and talkative people here to meet.
Exactly. I don’t want or need to build another McDonalds or Starbucks; I just want to go to the Mom and Pop down the road without worrying if they’ll tank.
This is fucking ghoulish.
Does this constitute psychological torture? I’m serious. This is so much eviler than what Westboro does.
Christ. I already hate these people.