I think it was something like $30 out of my brother’s wallet. Boy did I get in trouble for that one. In my defense, he had just left it lying on top of his bed’s side table! You can’t expect a five year old to not steal $30 out of a wallet just lying on a side table in a room with a closed door!
I don’t even know what I spent it on, thinking back. Probably those little styrofoam airplanes you could put together from the little store out in the country that was nearby.
People revel in their stupidity. I have to hold conversations with several family members regularly where my jaw hits the floor as they refuse to put even the slightest thought into the things they do everyday. Just today I tried to explain the simplest of ideas of a browser and they won’t even listen.
STAR, or even the simple approval voting? They fall into the ‘but one vote!’ statement so fast that it leaves a crater.
Does it fall somewhere between a stutter and the ‘ke ke ke’ of my manga reading youth?
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Toast is bread.
Did you mean c/latestagecapitalism in particular
Yes, that’s what he meant when he said “blocked communities…” You’ve been here a year and not noticed that they are called communities? That’s what the c stands for in the urlbe/c/urlen when you go to a particular community.
Or the one I personally love: “Just like the first guys, we all experienced the ride up, and no wants to be there when these pilots land. That’s why we jump out of the plane!” /cue_the_door_opening
For those who don’t know, the plane often lands before the skydivers do. Figure that one out…
Jokes on me, I’m the gym owner. One pullup bar, a vest that can have weights put in, and some adjustable dumbells, and I can do just about everything. The rowing machine is just a plus.
That’s the one! Was it antifreeze? I always thought it was water based to take advantage of the phase-change temperature difference.
Yep, this is a junk drawer at its nascent stage.
My mother got into the pampered chef selling bulldonkey when I was young, and despite the dozens of items we got from them, only four really stood out, and she still has three of them. The ice cream scoop (how hard is it to make a shaped chunk of metal, after all), the kitchen shears (which were actually good quality), the slap-chop before there was a slap-chop brand (the one that is now missing/broken), and the kitchen organizer thing for the countertop: pic related. It was great for the longer shaped things, like some of what you have in the drawer. If the drawer bothers you that much, consider something that goes on the countertop or on the wall (or even a hanging pot organizer, which I love above a kitchen island.
That was a great movie, and I had forgotten about it until now. Thanks for the memory jog.
I remember one (snapchat maybe?) that couldn’t block it so it just alerted the other person you took the screenshot. Maybe it’s changed in a decade.
Yep, they (almost) literally wrote the book. I found their manual super useful when trying to deal with jerk articles that only post portions of their results. I don’t care that it’s “bad practice” to post raw data, it needs to become the standard.
You found the fifth? I keep having trouble with my #10s. Sneaky little buggers.
I’m sure I’d be screwed. Just by the nature of the internet, someone in the various posts would find something that would enrage them enough to hunt me down and throw a cocktail at my house. Even if only one person in a million is insane and bent on revenge, overall I have enough posts that they’d come in contact with it. I’d for sure lose my job, since we have seen it happen on social media sites with folks’ real names attached.
Luckily, most of the comments I’ve made have been on sites that have permanently shut down, so I would escape the worst of my years becoming public knowledge.
Now, if it wasn’t just me, I’m sure I’d be lost in the relatively blase nature of my comments.