

More people gently creep into dementia every day.


More people gently creep into dementia every day.


The “in matters of taste” line is misinformation started in the last decade online by people who repeat things without looking up if they’re true or not.


I can’t disagree. Democrats: different masks, same masters.


But no one is going to steal my car if they have to fight the three peacocks that are trying to fuck it.


Bad advice is bad, mmmkay.


I think peacocks might be louder but vocalize less frequently. That means you’d have to live with peacocks, though. They’re awful. You can hear their loudest cries up to a couple of kilometres away.

Someone really hates Barney.
That worm really changes the meaning of “fuck the earth”.
If you’re old as shit, then I’m older than shit, but I’m not old so you’re not old either.


More like ArseTechnica, eh?


They don’t care what it means, they just use it to bludgeon people into doing what they want.
My friend bought what he thought was 16GB ddr5 for $50, but turned out to be 10 sets for $500. Now they’re selling for about $250 each. Everything is insane!
I’d rather cut Sam Altman’s hands off and use them to beat him to death while screaming “stop hitting yourself, Sam! Stop hitting yourself!”
My dad can beat off your dad.


A stew that makes you blind for one day.


Most moral society now!


I’d say it all started in the late 1960s with Nixon’s implementation of the southern strategy. What we’re seeing today is the resultant avalanche of American fascism, appropriately composed of fragile white snowflakes.
Wild NECKBEARD appeared!
Go! OBVIOUS JOKE!
Enemy NECKBEARD used PEDANTRY!
It’s not very effective …
OBVIOUS JOKE used HUMOR!
Enemy NECKBEARD fainted!

If he was cremated, he’s black now.
Barely.