And, when this picture was taken, I was even younger. 🤪

My luck: we’re probably related and now my karma’s fucked. 🤷🏽‍♂️

And married, too? Maaan, way to smash my dreams, girl. 😭🥹

Don’t worry, we’ll just hole up in the Winchester until it all blows over. 🖖🏽

You didn’t even try with that one. You ok, kiddo?

And the least effective reddit trolls, don’t forget.

Super strong A Crown of Candy vibes, fam.

That’s my takeaway as well: this whole article seems to be insinuating the underlying trope of “Democrat” as an optimistic, shortsighted believer in meritocratic head-pats, and largely unprepared for reality outside rosy-lensed mental simulations & shower arguments cheered by stadiums of grateful citizens. 🤷🏽‍♂️

Humanity’s fucked. Thanks for all the fish!

Your parents must’ve really sucked at it, then? 😱

Oh, you mean “every religion since the dawn of human civilization”? 😜😶‍🌫️

Sounds great! Don’t forget: neodymium come in all sorts of tiny sizes and make for super fun electric upgrades (eg. LED lightsabers, moving parts, hidden contact points, etc.) to minis and showpieces. Here’s to your endless exploration of those rabbit holes, friend! FWIW, magnets can close a circuit, but the smaller they are the thinner the barrier between them needs to be. Have fun!

My first question was whether you used magnets. 🤌🏼🤓🤘🏽

Runs*

Fair point.

Your personal feed seems to not be tuned to that content, maybe? I read about it in multiple posts late last night, IIRC.

I raise. Szechuan.

Aside from the likelihood of this outing my account, I once had a first date at a renowned noodle house in town, and the surprise rarity of the single table in the front window (converted Victorian, alcove). We order, make small talk, I think it’s going great — until movement in the corner of my right eye out the window draws me to watch, in the middle of her sentence, a full-grown adult male climb onto the hood of the parallel parked car and proceed to empty his thrice-cursed bowels onto it like he was putting out a chemical fire.

I recall being unable to look away and catching her attention drift toward my view at the same time the waiter arrived with our lunches, only to table them with an “Uhm. Well.” and ghost.

So, not exactly “at another table”, but the whole place has front row seats, so 🤷🏽‍♂️

This? Is all y’all’s fault who were against Neuromancer being required reading for middle school on up. I mean, fuck, we barely have Fahrenheit 451 in the curriculum. Way to pull the rug, ya fuckin’ blue-haired bootstrappers. I hope you live long enough to experience the horror you stepped aside for. 🥰🤦🏽‍♂️

Like an interstellar rabbi?

Are you assuming microtransactions? If you’re right, I’m with ya, but what’s the over/under there? Sans such bullshit tactics, I’m tentatively optimistic, NGL.