Well shucks, my modern technology doesn’t currently have a “copy text from image”. I appreciate it though
Well shucks, my modern technology doesn’t currently have a “copy text from image”. I appreciate it though
I wish someone would type that out into the comments, so I could click the dead link and feel a small sense of satisfaction; simply by knowing it was dead before I even clicked it, confirming my suspicion
But it’s the internet… so 50/50 whether some hero does it for no reason, or someone throws some kinda rick-roll response. Either way, I ain’t typing it out and I can live with the disappointment… sorry y’all, I’ll try and be better next time
Hmm… I mix my sour cream back up. Honestly never really considered it before now
Same. Our agreement is that she can keep glass containers, and I can keep old electronics. We keep each other in check lol
There are two types of people in the world:
— Those who can extrapolate from incomplete data sets
A tv; the thing’s been solid for idk how long now. Not a smart TV either, so no updates, ads, or bullshit. Love it
For what it’s worth, you’re not alone. I think I’m going with the whole, “I must outlive my enemies” ideology for coping, because fuck it. But it’s always refreshing to hear from like-minded people, when sometimes I feel so helpless to change anything. Ignorance has run rampant, but at least I know there’s friends all over the world
American here
No /s needed. It’s definitely more comfortable that way, as well as more efficient for going from zero to guns akimbo before your blurry-sleepy eyes can even clear up. And by the time you mag dump two of them and can now see cleary… you don’t even have to reload! Just grab the next pair and unload.
6 is bare minimum, in my opinion. Gotta have at least 8 under an overstuffed pillow, so that you’ll have plenty of cover fire while you go for the armory that’s built into the boxspring
Do you have a spouse? Cause now you’re rocking 4 at a time, with 12 more at ready… that’s before you even have to make a move for the heavier firepower
Good luck walking into my house, cause I’ll be damned if the kids ain’t just as prepared… we make sure to teach 'em right and teach 'em young!
I can see it now… I’m called first; I don’t know what an adjective is (I still struggle); I panic from the social anxiety of stage fright; I awkwardly try to say anything at all, so I can sit the fuck down and move on; so I say, “Really Richard”
I’m told that’s an adverb, and I need to use an adjective. Now I’m pale as a ghost and about to faint from the panic. I stutter, “Richmond Richard?”. I’m informed that’s a proper noun, so I quickly try again (visibly sweating) spouting, “Reading Richard!”… and am told to sit down, because that was a noun and I’ve now been assigned extra homework on grammar.
Someone snickers and says “Retarded Richard” in a low voice. The entire class laughs, the teacher is doing their best not to crack a smile (but I can tell), and I am henceforth known as “Retarded Richard” until graduation and beyond.
Adverbs, adjectives, verbs… prepositions! I’m in a living nightmare. There is no waking up from this. I am, forever, “Retarded Richard”
I like ‘Reddthat’; it’s smaller size makes it feel cozy and responsive to their community. I have accounts on multiple instances, but reddthat is what I’m using 95% of the time
I work night shifts. My manager one time called me around 2pm to ask me something menial and waking me up (as I was still sleeping for my next shift at 7pm).
So naturally, I called him at 2AM when I was at work… because I had an “urgent” question about a work policy lol. He got the picture, and that shit never happened again
I have pictures in my phone (somewhere) of the tags for some bedding that I really enjoyed on a vacation once. Haven’t bought them yet, but I haven’t forgotten. ‘Snuggle bug’ is one of my favorite pastimes