O.o

I want Orange, thanks.

And I seem to recall a few times where one of the various flash-like characters ate a huge amount of food without thinking about it. Wally ate a 3-5 gallon tub of ice cream that had been meant for someone’s birthday, if I recall.

Brb, gotta cheerfully say “you’re so bad!” to the ole partner and give it a whole new meaning when being flirtatious.

… and don’t call me Surely. /insert_say_the_line_meme

Buttercup was just the concrete operations goth. Blossom was the badass. Unless you’re just saying she had a bad ass, in which case, bro, why are you staring at the ass of a kindergartner?

I’m sure I’d be screwed. Just by the nature of the internet, someone in the various posts would find something that would enrage them enough to hunt me down and throw a cocktail at my house. Even if only one person in a million is insane and bent on revenge, overall I have enough posts that they’d come in contact with it. I’d for sure lose my job, since we have seen it happen on social media sites with folks’ real names attached.

Luckily, most of the comments I’ve made have been on sites that have permanently shut down, so I would escape the worst of my years becoming public knowledge.

Now, if it wasn’t just me, I’m sure I’d be lost in the relatively blase nature of my comments.

I’ll do you _onetwo better: my computer’s from 2012. I can play even modern games on high settings sometimes. It wasn’t even a high specced one at the time. I think I put about $1200 into the actual components AND monitor/keyboard.

Wait until you hear the real shenanigans. Remember the cards against humanity fricassee with elon musk’s company down near the border? It’s not all that uncommon. I lived in an area with less people than cows for a few years, and there was a famous (true) local legend of a construction company that had put heavy machinery (I think some sort of road roller) in front of a farmer’s front land/gate, then refused to move it when asked. The farmer stacked about 30-50 round bales of hay around said piece of equipment, and told them just what would happen if they tried to ‘steal’ his hay. 6 years later, that equipment was still sitting there, and I’m betting it still is.

I think it was something like $30 out of my brother’s wallet. Boy did I get in trouble for that one. In my defense, he had just left it lying on top of his bed’s side table! You can’t expect a five year old to not steal $30 out of a wallet just lying on a side table in a room with a closed door!

I don’t even know what I spent it on, thinking back. Probably those little styrofoam airplanes you could put together from the little store out in the country that was nearby.

People revel in their stupidity. I have to hold conversations with several family members regularly where my jaw hits the floor as they refuse to put even the slightest thought into the things they do everyday. Just today I tried to explain the simplest of ideas of a browser and they won’t even listen.

STAR, or even the simple approval voting? They fall into the ‘but one vote!’ statement so fast that it leaves a crater.

Does it fall somewhere between a stutter and the ‘ke ke ke’ of my manga reading youth?

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Toast is bread.

I’m just thinking about how warm it would be. That much air space from the pockets would create a great resistance in conditions without strong winds.

I’ll do you better, and someone out there may know it’s me.

I once was in a river,

downstream from many givers,

and then began to shiver…

I felt a slide go past my liver.

There I was alone;

the house far, and across stone;

and my south began to groan;

from my lips I droned, “oh no.”

I tried to climb the rise,`

while tightly clamping thighs,

but as I soon surmised,

I couldn’t hold the surprise.

All the river floaters watched,

as my privacy I botched,

there right upon the stony swatch,

what horror flowed right from my crotch.

Worst experience of my shitting life was when I didn’t defecate prior to the monthly jog. Luckily I could squeeze through the fence of the golf club I was near, and it was early enough nobody was around to ‘report’ me, AND they had the course’s bathroom door unlocked. Now I just exercise at home where there’s a bathroom within safe jumping distance.

That’s the best answer.

I mean, I get it, but this is the same logic that is sometimes used for school shootings. It’s abhorrent to ignore a large increase compared to other places just because it is still a small chance, and therefore do nothing.

I have to think a bullet brick would be much more painful than a bullet point. I’m also curious if it would be more of a cannon than a gun, and thus safer to have in the hands of ‘the people’ because it wouldn’t really be a thing you could carry around on a whim. Would people put it in those little red wagons and walk it like a dog in a movie montage?

Did you mean c/latestagecapitalism in particular

Yes, that’s what he meant when he said “blocked communities…” You’ve been here a year and not noticed that they are called communities? That’s what the c stands for in the urlbe/c/urlen when you go to a particular community.

We’ll all be your friend here. We just have to avoid all things that could potentially cause strife, because we are on the .world server, after all. No real discussions, no delving into topics that unnerve cowardly mods. Everything is surface level and calm, just like any casual… friendship… without feeling…

You took the blue pill already, didn’t you?