I haven’t really played around with anything else since Sync for Lemmy was released, because I’m perfectly happy with it.
I haven’t really played around with anything else since Sync for Lemmy was released, because I’m perfectly happy with it.
“Fitte” is a norwegian word for pussy, so apparently that was all it took to get a giggle out of me today.
Gamle Aker Kirke, church from 1150 (Oslo).
It’s disgusting how many things people can still do without being exposed to advertising.
Loudspeakers: Imagine how many speakers there are in the world, and how often they’re not playing anything. All loudspeakers should always play ads if not utilized for anything else.
Edit: I went hiking last weekend, and while out there the silence was deafening. Out in the wild, where it’s relatively quiet, we’d only need to place speakers every few hundred meters to efficiently broadcast ads to hikers and such.
I was under the impression he is a gay fish?
Your prayers have been answered.
Who knows… maybe we’ll experience pointless wars and massive inequality… selfish douchebags who only care about bolstering their ego might gain power… heck, maybe even the climate will slowly start changing for the worse.
The Junta hard at work creating another paradise on earth. /s
I bet they’re rethinking their attitude towards the Holocaust, now that they’re experiencing just how much fun it is to suppress and kill others. /s
Wearing a 16 year old pair of Redwings as I’m typing this. I haven’t even looked after them properly (e.g. greasing them frequently) and they’re still in good shape. Gave them a new sole a few years back.
Personally, I’d love to see a Dick Butt made from clay. Preferably with an inscription reading “the internet made me do it”.
Uff, I watched Threads just as there was a “no to nuclear weapons” campaign going on in Norway (1986’ish), so the threat of nuclear war felt very real, to 12 year old me. So yeah, that movie left a mark.
Why do you think you space out? It doesn’t happen to me often, but when it does it’s usually because my surroundings aren’t very interesting, and my own train of thought is far more engaging. Or maybe I’m exhausted and don’t have the energy to stay engaged.
Is that a US thing? In my 45 years the only time I’ve experienced a clogged toilet was when my sister tried to flush a stuffed giraffe. The giraffe hadn’t even done anything wrong. Traumatized and wet, it survived.
Are you in a Brazilian prison, and your teacher a guard?
That’s intermediate level. I’ve been sleeping naked for 30 years.
It makes up for it by having a brain shaped like a battleship gun battery.