Shiiiit, hell is full of children, dyslectic people and every person that used “U” and “R” instead of “You” and “Are” on the internet.
Well, the last part doesn’t surprise me.
Shiiiit, hell is full of children, dyslectic people and every person that used “U” and “R” instead of “You” and “Are” on the internet.
Well, the last part doesn’t surprise me.
I thought books was the thing they like to ban?!
Of cause I do believe it’s mostly children’s books, but still…
That was one of the few videos that scarred me. Never quite got over it.
I remember being so happy my HD was big enough that I could have OG Fallouts “Humongous Installation” on it. About 700MB.
It was back when 1GB was seen as 1TB was a few years ago.
How time flies…
One of most ridiculous wireless things I’ve encounted was Logitecs Trackball. Like, it’s a stationery mouse, specifically designed not need to be moved around.
And they don’t make wired variants at all anymore.
I feel like I’m the one guy in my friend-sphere that hasn’t got a Smart-TV and such, at this point.
I have little use for anything particularly “smart” when it comes to tv’s. Also my paranoia doesn’t allow for anymore potential spyware ridden electronics in my home. So I’m pretty happy about that…
Eh… No.
I doubt you’ll see Weird Al anywhere close to the Cheeto-Man nowadays.
As I don’t really listen to Sea-Shanties or Techno anymore, the only thing that popped into my brain was that Wellerman song that turned into a whole thing on TikTok a while ago. As that was close to unavoidable at the time.
Same. And thus the DM spam starts.
I don’t think Freddy’s nightmares work that way.
See, that’s a problem they always skip in time-travel movies.
Alas, both she and the rest of us know she meant exactly what she wrote.
Old meme is old and the red ring does not spice it up, nor make it more available for the “dumb dumbs”.
Yeah, I know it was unrelated. And I’m sorry for high-jacking your comment.
Just thought I’d add my own little “funny” when it came to writing. :)
my writing is so cryptic i am the only one that could ever understand it.
That sounds like my handwriting. And If written in a hurry, even I struggle to make sense of the mix of runes, hieroglyphics and child’s drawings I call my “cursive”.
Then all the fast-food places can buy the dead chickens for cheap and again pass the savings on to the soon to be very ill consumer. Glorious plan!
Where the hell did you get money from?!
In Christianity, I don’t think it matters. All the deities and other entities are vicious cunts.