I hate my coworkers so much I want to suck all their dicks. I’m not gay, but damn, I feel like the only relief I can get is if they relieve themselves… in my mouth. And my throat. And maybe my butt… but I need to get these stress related hemorrhoids checked first. Shit, I forgot, I don’t have healthcare. Now I have to suck some nurse dick. It’s gonna be a long weekend. Maybe if I get everyone together in the same room we can get it all over at once. Just… not in my eyes, please.

I love fractals. So much so that they are the basis of magic in the book I’m writing. This website is wonderful, but holy hell, don’t click the music button.

African or European?

Why don’t you shut your smart mouth.

Yeah, the fact that they are using bespoke parts, but still barely come in above the independent build cost tells me that they aren’t raking billions off of this. I’m fine with the price. Expensive, yes, but so is everything else.

Like Nintendo hasn’t been pushing their codes-in-boxes since before the switch 2 release.

They do give a shit about what the collective is doing, which is ironic, because the people that want things to change are the people that stop Microsoft from seeing what they are doing. When the power user opts out of letting Microsoft see how they use Windows, it pushes Windows user base more towards the center, as Microsoft sees it. So, when a feature is lost, a user can’t claim that the feature was load bearing because their use-case is self-muted. Of course, you can always just switch to Linux and hope whatever feature you want has enough support from the community to maintain status in the kernel, but that’s just trading one engineer for the other.

The Trump White House can suck a bag of soggy dicks and die in prolonged agony.

My dad had some powerful friends. They rented out an aquarium in Tampa for a wedding, and my family went. Because the place was completely empty, my parents just let me run where ever I want. I gotta tell you, that’s some real backrooms shit.

Is that a bat in your pocket, or are you just flappy to see me?

Yeah, I suppose the best idea is to punch ourselves in the nuts while the GOP does whatever they want. It worked out great when everyone turned against Harris last election. “She’s a cop!” So, keep it up. Another 8 years of GOP rule can’t be as bad as establishment dems, right?

And your solution to this is to stir up drama based on what you think will happen.

You know, when you pass out nicknames like “Republishit” you sounds just like Trump. Maybe if we bring up the intelligence level in our own discourse, instead of pissing and moaning and throwing around playground insults, we might actually have something.

It feels so needlessly aggressive. Valve openly stated that there are alternatives to the Steam Machine, and they aren’t trying to own the market. Calling your prebuilt the “Steamroller” is kind of a dickhead move. That’s like Del Taco coming out with a deep friend taco shell and calling it “Fuck your Chalupa, bitch.”

ITT: People who have no idea how marketing and advertising work.

What does this meme serve? Who benefits? Does anyone on the left benefit from this? Do you think that perhaps this only leads to infighting and inter-party antagonism?

So, again, who benefits from you posting this? Surely no liberal or left leaning person. Instead, the sole beneficiary is right wing.

Who benefits from the Democrats fighting the Democrats?

Do we need to fix the issues within our own party? Yes. Do we need to do it by poking ourselves in the eye? No.

So, kindly, you, fuck off, and if you don’t like it, exercise that authoritarian power you have to ban be for disagreeing with your terrible political views.

Fuck off.

That’s actually good to read. I hope he’s doing well, and that his life is turning around. Growing up in your parent’s and sibling’s shadows like that can be hell on a kid.

I’m no fan of Bungie, but they should sue.

“I’ve got demons to slay,” he said, and tipped his trilby. The final embers of his cigarette sent up signals from the ashtray that marked the end of the conversation he’d been practicing in the shower for three weeks now. He stood up, and farted a little bit, but it almost sounded like the chair moving, so he didn’t think anyone noticed. “M’lady.”

Shit. Robot’s got hustle. Get it little guy. ACAB. Fuck them cops, get that paper.

5 years ago arguments were “slippery slopes.” Today it’s just Sunday in the news cycle.