how the hell did this get 51 upvotes

the big church split there over instruments

I’m suddenly now coming to grips with the sheer cinematic realism of the film Footloose.

You have absolutely nothing
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to worry about. If PHP existed
we would have sophisticated
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methods of detecting it, and
it would pose literally no
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threat to anyone.

Good friend, helped me through my parents long divorce. I moved abroad and got a bit lonely out there. Him and his then longterm gf who I was also good friends with had planned to come out and see me.

They then split shortly before. I wanted to be friends with both of them, but if I’m honest with myself, I thought the gf had feelings for me, as her texts to me were getting very high in emoji content. I encouraged them both to come separately and my friend said that our friendship was over if his ex comes to visit me. I guess he knew me better than I knew myself.

He didn’t visit, she did. Nothing happened but there were clearly mixed messages on my side. Lost two good friends in one go.

Have made a few good friends since then, but I do miss him and that social circle a lot. I surprisingly haven’t learned to not take liberties in friendship circles, but I’m trying to learn.

My War by Black Flag.

“I must hear this album that singlehandedly inspired entire swathes of the punk and later grunge movements!”

It’s bad. No, not unlikeable, but it’s an album full of songs that you and your friends could probably come up with after a single night of drinking in a shitty basement. There isn’t anything that screams genius or promise or talent.

I’ve listened to it a few times and I just don’t get what our early grunge ancestors were vibing to all those millennia ago.

As far as I’m concerned, there is literally one song in Animals and that one song kicks all other Pink Floyd songs out of the water

Individual songs - yes, brilliant. An entire album of this? No thank you

I don’t get this comic. The text is fine, but it has literally nothing to do with the characters or the coffee shop they’re in

I guess the story is that the blond girl had a previous conversation with the brunette pair about freaking out about the actions of humanity, followed up by days of silence, and then a tentative message to meet up in a coffee shop somewhere to discuss, or maybe she just bumped into them unplanned (hence the laptop?)

What is even the story here?

Give me all the Toy Story Films, plus a 2 week amnesiac pill every 2 weeks. I’ll be fine

The sheer number of penises starring in that film

Really well said

Well, all it does is drive up the cost for the working class who live there who are then forced to move out.

If you were born there, that does indeed suck. If you bought your way in there, it’s a win. If you were born there and can afford to keep living there, also a win

Trolley problems can be directly mapped to those “would you rather” drinking games. e.g. Would you have sex with your dad to save your mum’s life?

The question is meaningless in a normal context, the answer is meaningless in a normal context, but it’s fun to explore your limits in strange circumstances, no?

Uhh *looks around fearfully at other comments* c-congrats!

Agency might matter depending on societal context. 5 hot guys might be worse than 1 hot guy in a world with limited resources, for example.

Everyone knows that 5 of something is usually better than 1. The dilemma comes from finding a situation where that might not be true, and therein exploring some quirks of our own humanity.

It goes too far when people interpret these quirks as fundamental human traits, but there is genuine merit in testing oneself with fun hypotheticals

Thank youuu!

https://lemmy.ml/post/22546835

(grin)

Same, and same.

the second one mostly, but also a bit of the first.

What was meant by that gag? She found a prince? She married into royalty? She never married at all? What does that ending mean?

You signed the forms, you knew what you were agreeing to