massive_bereavement

People who have a keg in their room?

And you call them clamped hams despite the fact that they are obviously plated.

I see what is your problem: your rocket is upsidedown. Cheers!

That might work until they realize people are doing it and then just add the right circumventions. After all I can test my exploit and see if Claude or Gemini can find it, and polish it until they don’t.

I would rather change the meme to:

“Yeah, with modern RAM settings, you don’t need Swap.”

OOM killer lurking behind.

I mean it looks great. Any thoughts about colors?

I see the banana for scale, thanks. Also, how old is your kid and how worried are you about the pointy end going into someone’s end? I know few kids that never throw things but my youngest is a thrower, and I would add a nerf dart-like tip to the rocket.

They call it stealing because the real legal term is unlawful copying or reproducing without copyright permits, and that sounds closer to a misdemeanor.

If we claim someone has stolen thousands of songs causing millions of dolars in damages it does look like a felony, and that is the way they’ve chosen to scare us.

“Pencilwhat?”

Great song.

Figma? No, I won’t fall for that again!

I eventually set syncthing to do phone image and video backups. That kinda solved this issue.

I think the purpose of this community is making us groan. Mission accomplished with this one.

Can’t tell if it is real…

Bruh

That’s a good question and I wonder how aware of his exhusband’s fast “friendship” and the fact he was a guest to his island in multiple occasions, because their divorce came quickly after the revelation.

I find it endearing: Cigar factory workers, mostly women, hired collectively someone to read to them to keep them entertained, and in some cases, educated. While I guess you can get a similar experience with audiobooks, if it was me, I would miss the sense of community and live performing.

Unless of course we had to go through every Twilight book, and then every Shades of Grey book, and in between having a brief detour through Dan Brown county. I’ll rather stuff a cigar in my ears.

Wait a second… I thought I was clever and smooth…

Fuck polymarket though, the metastasis of late stage capitalism.

Quentin Tarantino: “I think I found my seat.”