I’m an 18, but I’m here to see if anyone is routinely Donald Ducking it in bed, with a 5, 10, or 15.

They gave Betty White the best lines in that movie.

I suspect that cleaning the glue off the textured sheets is a bigger pain in the butt than off the smooth. But I say that as someone who never tried to clean PVA off of PEI.

I just use my textured sheet and remove very carefully - but I tend to use harder TPUs which makes flexing the sheet more effective.

I have heard people say that TPU is the reason they still keep a glue stick handy and the Prusa material matrix says to use it on their smooth PEI sheet. And it suggests a polypropylene sheet is also applicable without glue stick.

I think everyone is missing what that sign really means. It means, after all these years, we’ve finally found Louie!

Evolution to spiders: We’ve decided to combine your head and thorax.

Some jumping spiders: Nah

The row of 20XXs makes me laugh. Looks real bright around 2077, you cyberpunk nuts.

And it goes straight to my hips. By which I mean the bone marrow in my pelvis.

Special relativity describes that as the light cone - if you flash a light somewhere in the universe, how much of the universe will see it.

I’ve never met anyone who retired to the middle of nowhere who wasn’t back near a city within 5 years because someone’s health took a turn. That includes my mother who dreamed of living in a small coast town all her life an did so after retiring, but my step-father’s diagnosis of parkinson’s cut that short.

Could we swap to funions? Cold onion rings are gross and hot onion rings seem like a real problem (in context).

My 50s house still has a glass brick window facing the driveway. It’s a great silhouette backdrop, if I leave the workbench light on.

Lemmings fear and respect the owl.

That’s a #7 from Sandwich With A Pretty Big Pickle In It

At this point I’m referring to all Lemmy meme storms as beans.

Not poopin’? That’s a bean.
Moths? That’s a bean.
Beans? Oh you better believe that’s a bean.

Many years ago when we finally sunset out first generation servers, we took them out to a gun range and let the support department have the first shots.

You could take a stab at figuring out what happened to Amalia Earhart, who DB Cooper was, or why Big Foot doesn’t eat at Burger King (but loves Dairy Queen). The big questions of our time.

Years ago I used to sign up for free samples of things (found on a freebees sub) using the name Freema Balczak, because then I’d know if one of them sold my info… but mostly for shits and giggles.

In 1975 Barry Manilow wrote the songs that made the whole world sing, the songs of love and special things.

Anybody got a sexy mnemonic that includes subphylum, subclass, superorder, suborder, etc? Or, more to the point, what taxonomic system gets us to the orgy the fastest?