That kidz bop joke is so good that I can’t even argue in favor of “bop” as I intended to.
That kidz bop joke is so good that I can’t even argue in favor of “bop” as I intended to.
08 reddit was vastly different than 12 reddit which was vastly different than 16 reddit which was vastly different than 20 reddit which was vastly different than 24 reddit.
For what it’s worth, they’re all terrible in their own unique ways. Aside from a brief window some time after 16 but before 20, during which bots and hate speech were both heavily moderated. Except in conservative spaces, but there’s no polishing those turds.
Ni__a and slut, in that order. I’m getting all of this thirdhand. TikTok is beyond salvation.
*ahem* grape, unalive, r*dditor, 🅱️🅱️, sewerslide, bop.
In most modern versions, yes. He’s just survivor’s guilt held together by a ceaseless run of violent distractions and related obsessions. Not the one to call on your union busting boss.
No. Unequivocally no. This might make sense on its face but it misunderstands Batman at a fundamental level- Batman is a hero who cannot make sense. He is severely mentally ill and craves change physically and instantly wrought by his own two hands.
If a CEO were doing something outlandishly and visibly evil then they might find themselves on Batman’s radar, but exacerbating wealth inequality is just not something Batman usually cares about. Would it make sense for Batman to do something about it? Yes. Absolutely. Would the crazy 100 kg gymnast dressed like a giant bat, who has made a nightly ritual of shattering the spines of impoverished criminal dockworkers do that? No.
Now daredevil, daredevil might find himself beating the ass off a shady Manhattan CEO. But daredevil is sane, reasonable, and goal oriented and Batman is just not.
Exactly. Sometimes you only require a texture and cauliflower runs the gamut from crunchy to creamy. Cauliflower is a versatile daily driver. I don’t want to stock my fridge with 400 ingredients and let indecision lead them all to the dumpster. Learning to mix colors is fundamental to painting. Same premise here.
I’ll have to ruminate on this.
Pretty much. If you want tangible change, locate your closest billionaire and eat them. If you just want a taste of the decent box, come to Europe.
I want you to imagine an indestructible box filled with all the world’s comforts. How do you craft it? How do you procure the materials to craft it? How do you search for the means to find the materials to craft it? Hard questions without a simple solution.
Now I want you to picture a decently sturdy box filled with some neat stuff. And now I want you to picture yourself bashing it to pieces. Pretty doable, right?
It’s easy to break something of value, it’s near impossible to craft the invincible. Especially when half of your team is actively bashing.
There are many users over 30 but they are the minority. The clear absence of memory beyond what I’d personally describe as recent is pretty telling. I really have nothing tangible to back the assertion but it’s fairly apparent to me as a person of an age.
I haven’t been able to peg Lemmy down even after an year and this thread hasn’t helped. Lemmy is pro-freedom, acceptance, and FOSS, is literal to the point of absurdity, has a selectively activated superiority complex, and averages ~17 years old. Knowing all of that, I’m still endlessly befuddled. Any chance you’ve got the last puzzle piece?
His issue was phrasing. The woman used a euphemism which significantly shifted her perceived intentions. “Look at his little wee-wee” is far removed from “look at his little penis.” Synonyms are not created equal, so simply substituting without considering connotation will only cause confusion. He should have said “get an eyeful of her little vagina.”
It’s realistic. You trying to say that you wouldn’t be excited after culling a klan rally?
Prostrate yourselves, defective prole masses. I’ve memorized my +/- tables all the way up to 8.
There’s so much expectation and trust put upon terrestrial pets. The only pet that I haven’t asked something to the effect of “why would you do that?” or “what did you expect to happen?” was a goldfish. RIP Goldie. Your only mistake was naïveté to cannibalism.
The rarity of trolls is nice. The near absence of advertising accounts is immeasurably gratifying. Valuing both privacy and Linux is…
You’ve caused me to go down an unusually literal rabbithole. Thank you.
“I’m so sorry, that woman over there just purchased all of our rice.“ She barely manages to wave above the overstuffed cart.
“Alright, can you point me toward the quinoa?”
“I’m so sorry, all we have left is barley.
*gasp* my gluten allergy.