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That 40% of cops will be able to keep theirs since they claim the time they spend beating their spouses as “overtime”.
That 40% of cops will be able to keep theirs since they claim the time they spend beating their spouses as “overtime”.
I support this endeavor.
Buffy. Puppet masters. MASH. Salute to you good sir. You entertained and made this life a bit more bearable.
They’ve always been evil
As long as he’s teaching us the navigation of his wife.
“… remnants of the duty still in my pants…”
Call of Duty: Black Plops
48 hours from now: “according to Israel officials, Hamas was ferrying more hostages in via the port and it was destroyed while taking care of the suspected member”
Ironically mine started without nefarious connotations… The family computer in the mid 80s was a minor novelty to me for ages, only good for simple text games really. Then…
My brother grabbed a cracked game toward 1990 off a BBS. The game itself I don’t even remember, but it had a cracktro that stunned me. Graphics I’d never seen, actual music out our little adlib card… Was crazy enticing.
Being stuck in the Midwest US while enamored with DemoScene is a hell of a drug. Every few kb down that modem was like crack.
That then opened a new world of games as well… Things my older brother had no interest in. Things my parents obviously would not have allowed. You know… The Good Shit ™️.
Obviously once codecs caught up video and audio quickly became a thing. My closest buddy and I would burn stack after stack of CDs to take a spindle at a time over to share between us and others.
Then the data hoarding set in… What good is just having these shiny things for yourself when you can share? True joy doesn’t exist without spreading it to others.
The sickness persists… Stronger than ever despite becoming a pessimistic old man. Multiple gigabit connections: check. 200tb arrays just for torrents: check. Seed times tracked in years: check.
Remember when 14.4k was the most epic thing for grabbing those disks at lightning speed? I certainly do.
The United military forces of me are acutely interested in this device you describe for warfare.
“Dammit Kirk get that thing out of my ear”
Both, usually lean more toward cats.
Ferrets are great, lots of work.
But ultimately I’m all about chinchillas.
Seriously… Obsessive. It’s an illness… Just… one… more!
Get that chest hair caressed by wind!
Break out a kazoo for extra points!
First time reading this, thought talking about MS Windows for just a moment…
“You get back in the dumpster where you belong!”
Love is not the same as sex. Heinlein said it well with “the more someone loves, the more they CAN love”.
Different people can fill different needs. As long as all people involved are in agreement, then it’s nobody else’s business.
Mrs Grundy can take a hike off a cliff.
Thank you kind stranger.
Oh look, that dumb shit pile of ash is still a dumb shit pile of ash, but now it’s even more hypocritical and has dicks in it.
I did not have great parents…
“The Dressmaker” Hugo approves.
He doesn’t get older, just more and more apparent he was right this whole time