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I was gonna correct you to say, "fuck right wing republicans, but then I realized there’s no real difference. 🤷
I was gonna correct you to say, "fuck right wing republicans, but then I realized there’s no real difference. 🤷
But the guy that slept through his own criminal trial will definitely not need a nap before/during the debate.
/s just in case
Per Google, and doing the math, a gallon of cheese is 8 pounds (roughly 4kg). So that’s 160lbs in a year.
Holy shit that’s a fucking lot of cheese. Someone stop this madman.
Somebody got called ‘psycho’ a lot in high school and is still salty about it.
Even the non political .ml communities are full of power-tripping, ban-happy, thread-nuking tyrants in my experience.
I’ve been censored/shadowbanned in a couple .ml instances for calling out their overzealous comment-nuking mods. Not even political in nature, just seeing threads where 80-90% of the comments are ‘removed by moderator’ and commenting how suspicious it was.
Then they removed that comment, and after taking a screenshot of the new comment calling out that, I got shadowbanned and can’t even vote there anymore.
Edit: TIL everyone on lemmy are fucking English majors.
Nah, everyone’s shitting on you cause you’re just the only one that doesn’t know how to take ten seconds for a Google search.
If only there was some kind of book, created decades ago, with a list of words, in alphabetical order, and what each word means in different contexts.
If only such a book was added to a worldwide database that anyone can access from any kind of computer, so that anyone can use it at any time.
All good, she passed a few years ago. No longer mourning, just tugged my heartstrings a bit.
Your cat looks exactly like my first cat. Sweet girl lived 18 good years by my side and your picture has my eyes tearing up. 🥺😭
Yeah, imagine having a not-cluttered-as-fuck workstation that looks nice?
Fucking savages don’t organize their cables.
Eggman is his actual name though. When it was brought to America it was localized as ‘Robotnik’ without the creators consent.
As far as the creator/developers are concerned, Robotnik is the ‘stupid moniker,’ as you put it.
My Chihuahua mix is a very eager lapdog, couch potato, and bedbug. However if she is in any of those places and I say, ‘excuse me,’ or, ‘I gotta get up,’ then she knows it’s time for her to move and gets out of the way for me.
Imagine being that one shit-stick that ruins everything. Your parents are either knowingly complicit in your sick existence, or pretending you never existed. Which is it?
In my most recently played campaign, I was playing a character that was eventually supposed to betray the party. I got killed long before that for being a general problem character.
So my character had gotten a horn early on that, when I blew it, summoned a literal army of subservient goblins under my command, which we used to build/defend our base of operations. Unrelated to the TPK, but a funny thing came out of it because of the TPK.
Kujo (the character) was probably close to true neutral, not doing good or bad unless it personally benefited him. At some point he gained a potion that, if he didn’t drink some of often enough, would turn him into a spikey godzilla-man of some sort. Kujo loved this cause it made him stronger in every regard.
At some point, while wandering around a town, Kujo came across a couple of kids from the local orphanage, and chose to “adopt” them (he basically said ‘you’re coming with me’ and never spoke to anyone at the orphanage). After Kujo gave them some ‘soda’ (which were just extras of the potion from earlier) one kid sprouted wings from their back and the other turned to living stone like the Thing from Fantastic 4.
A few adventures later, one of our party members is getting testy over Kujo’s chaos, and brews a couple of the potions with poison in them. As they watched Kujo down one of the poison bottles with no effect (level up had coincidentally JUST given him poison immunity before that session), and watched him try to hand the extra potion to the kids (who needed it as well).
At this point, the person trying to poison Kujo jumped into action, not allowing Kujo to poison a child with the potion that they had made to kill Kujo. Immediately casts Disintegrate, which I passed the save for somehow, and Kujo beats it as fast as he can, chased by the other player.
I don’t remember how, but I failed some kinda save during the chase and fell prone, allowing the other player to catch up. Between the Near-disintegrate and other spells thrown from the player at this point, Kujo was lucky to be alive. Which the player corrected almost immediately by curb stomping what remained.
Now, remember those goblins? The entire army that was effectively running our base and doing all the logistic stuff while we were out adventuring? The one that was summoned when a horn was blown? Summoned by Kujo?
Yeah they all just popped back out of existence with his death. Everything that was being done at base suddenly stopped. Our support network was effectively gone. We went back and the few non-goblin allies we had were cleaning up the mess, putting out fires where goblins disappeared while holding torches that fell after the goblins proofed, picking up tools/supplies that had been dropped, everything.
Honestly that whole campaign was just fun, and the TPK was the cherry on top that made it so much better.
Using median makes it a loaded statistic skewed in favor of the minority (in this case, the wealthy).
Over half the country is living paycheck-to-paycheck, so that median number is already in the ‘well-off’ category by default, making them irrelevant to the main point of discussion.
Join unions, create unions
What if we’re in one of the sad states that has ‘right to work’ laws?
For those unaware, ‘right to work’ laws at exactly the opposite of how they sound. They outlaw (or at least restrict) union presence in their state, you know, so employers don’t have to deal with unions and can therefore do what they want with their labor force.
Can we actually just ban articles that use ‘slam’ in the title? Unless it’s two physical objects colliding? You know, actually slamming into each other?
I’m so fucking sick of this piece of garbage hyperbole.
I think for fitting the syllable count, “we didn’t scratch the CD,” fits better. I know being a disc doesn’t make it a CD, but nobody cared at the time anyway lol
Edit: still, I want this to be a Weird Al song, and your lyrics fit the theme perfectly
I was all-in on that paragraph, but then the last statement rolled into vision, and now I can’t take it seriously again.