This fucking rules.
This fucking rules.
The Karen I grew up around nails the “karen” archetype so perfectly that when people started using the name like that, I immediately understood what they were referring to. It was uncanny.
These years later, even my boomer family all know the reference and agree, regularly point it out to our Karen.
Bring back Strong Zero! Yes, I know they still make them and you can still find them. But they aren’t as convenient anymore. And who knows how long they will last now. I’m sad.
Big Money Salvia on Internet Comment Etiquette makes full on short films for his ad reads. They are pretty great.
I recently visited an IKEA in Japan. They write it as 「ブローハイ」
Fedora Core 4…? I have yet to fully take the plunge but we’ll get there.
Reading so many stories like this through my life, and now all this on top of that, is relying on the lived experience of transfems to make absolutely sure I never bother with it. I would love nothing more but I’ve already got too much to worry about. I don’t need all this, too. I wouldn’t survive it.
It’s Yoshi. The “T” stands for “Tax Fraud.”
At least somebody is.
White vinegar, run them again. All good.
I’ve always known he was a real ghoul. On his death, I decided to see if Behind the Bastards had an episode on him. Just a few weeks ago, they finished uploading the sixth episode on him of the series. What timing.
I’ve listened to them and wow. Knowing his story kinda makes me lose all hope in the decency of people.
Some of my favorite games from back in the day had a half dozen vendor intros. There were a few years where they were completely out of hand. It’s not all so bad these days.
I feel like it was on HiDive, I don’t know if it still is. I hope you can find it.
It sounds like an apartment building restriction, not a Spectrum restriction. The building wasn’t run for ethernet so they just put in wifi with a single modem for the building and called it a day.
Soul crushing. I’m incredibly good at the job but every morning, I look at my case queue and the shotgun on my shelf starts glowing purple.
I wouldn’t have been good at any other career, but maybe I could have been happy while floundering.