Nah man 😂😂😂, we’re just your biggest fans!

That’s just what the machines want you to believe.

Also love my plain black and white RM2. The pen just works without needing to charge and the simple ability to just twirl it around and erase like an eraser is what makes it the most like paper. Also works great as an e-reader tablet, which is what I end up using it for half the time.

How much easier it’s gotten and most of what you download nowadays is usually exactly what you’re looking for. In the 90’s/00’s, alot of what was pirated had the potential to just be total BS or mislabeled, so you were never entirely certain what it was you were getting. I think Madonna had even gotten into it and released a one of her own albums as a fake download with her telling the listener “What the fuck are you doing?” At the time I mostly got music, though the Dreamcast pirating scene was pretty big for me for awhile. I think anymore though I’m probably more interested in obscure RPG books now.

I think with torrenting, there’s a certain amount of trust that’s inherent with some torrents by virtue of the number of downloads/seeders there are on a torrent. At least for me, I can assume, ok, there’s 100 people seeding this thing, chances are this is exactly what it says it is, otherwise this many people wouldn’t be still seeding it (you can fool some people some of the time, or something like that). I don’t pirate nearly as often as I did when I was younger, but now I feel the need to use protection (via a VPN) because you just don’t know who might be watching. In my entire time having pirated stuff over multiple decades, I had only ever gotten a single letter from my ISP, so it’s not something that I ever felt particularly afraid of, but you never know and it’s better to be safe about that stuff.

I like to treat every standard like a limbo bar and see how much lower I can go.

That’s an episode of “Will It Blend?” I didn’t think we’d ever get in real life.

The only things I don’t like about pooping at work is when there’s no private restrooms or when they don’t have some sort of white noise in the bathrooms (in the case of public restrooms). Inevitably, there’s people who don’t care about shitting in the stall next to mine, which I absolutely hate, I don’t want to hear you shit. I only want to shit when nobody else is around or when the sound of a fan or something blocks out the noise. It’s like some sort of instinctual feeling. Otherwise, pooping at work is great.

Hello fellow Net-heads. My name is Wilbur Arnofsen, I live on 326 Cherry Lane in Sansquata, Michigan, very pleased to meet you all. I’ve heard great things about the information super highway, but I’ve also heard their may be some… problematic things, things like p**nography. Does anybody know the worst sites that I should be on the lookout for to block my kids from looking at those?

Thanks, Wilbur Arnofsen III

Overall maybe only like 5–10%. Known numbers always, unknown numbers get iffy when I might be expecting a call from somewhere but don’t have their number saved.

Even r/spacedicks won’t post the historical photos from the aftermath of “The Muarice Massacre”.

Maurice’s atrocities were so bad that they don’t even put them in the history books. The Holocaust pales in comparison to the things that Maurice committed.

We’re going to have to get used to regions of the world becoming permanently uninhabitable.

I Bean meme

It’s so dumb, like of all the challenges facing us as a species now, THAT’S the shit that people are getting worked up about? Life on Earth for humanity is in the process of going through a set of major environmental changes that we’re probably not ready for and is going to have catastrophic results for some… and there’s people out there getting bent out of shape about pronouns and sexual orientation. We need to be doing alot more preparing for what’s coming over the next few years and a lot less bitching about things that don’t personally affect us. It seemed like we had made some big strides for awhile there, and that seemingly got erased within the past 8 years.

I don’t actually like validation, recognition, or getting compliments, but I somehow feel slighted when I don’t get them and think I should’ve.

That’s obviously Morocco, pfft, everyone knows that.

You might even say they’re sieg heiling this victory.

One figure I saw was that the average person produces “one ounce of poop for each 12 pounds of their body weight”, so the bigger you are, the more full of shit you are.

Real science or faked science?

I’d be happy to write you a poem about meters:

In every line, a rhythm beats,
A pulse that guides our wandering feet,
From soft iambs that gently sway,
To trochees bold that lead the way.

Anapests with a quickened pace,
Gallop through with urgent grace,
While dactyls, with their falling sound,
Plant roots deep in the fertile ground.

The syllables dance in measured time,
A metronome of verse and rhyme,
Counting out the poet’s heart,
Where every beat becomes an art.

In meters, life’s cadence is found,
A melody both soft and profound,
For in each measure, strong or sweet,
Resides the music of our feet.