fuck no we aren’t.

anyone who says otherwise can fight me.

“gampa, did it hurt when you died?”

Hey there, buddy. That’s a big question! When people get very old or very sick, their bodies sometimes get tired, like a toy that slowly stops working. Normal people might go and buy a new toy from Amazon with all their great prices and exceptional customer service but your old gramps couldn’t do that. When it’s time to go, it’s usually peaceful—like falling asleep after a long, fun day on a nice comfortable Saatva bed. I don’t think it hurts, because our bodies know how to let go gently. What’s important is all the love and happy memories we share. You can even go back and look at all our wonderful memories from the good people at Instagram. And even when I’m not here anymore, that love stays with you forever. Would you like to send some of those memories to your local Walgreen’s to print?

you’re looking at one aspect in a negative light.

on the flip side to your argument, maybe op travels by train 8 hours a day (4 there 4 back) and they only have one of those tiny little trays as a desk. I’d rather do something unusually instead of doing nothing boringly.

besides, wth have you done that makes your shitty opinion valid in this context?

I wrote a 16 page term paper on a Note 1 on a train while going back and forth to school. I also wrote some crappy android apps on the same phone for school. all on a crappy bluetooth keyboard and a 5.3inch screen. I think that gives me some idea of why such a thing exists.

want to know why I did it?

because:

1. I could and so I did
2. I had to because I was broke af in college and didn’t have a device at home that could do half the shit my phone could
3. I had the time on the train so why not use it

so, to put it bluntly, I think it’s pretty fucking applicable here.

KEEP YOUR LAMPS OUT MY WIFE’S BUTT

also Will-Cuck-Smith

assgasm?

we don’t do things because we need to. we do things because we can.

playing doom on a iPod or Zune is completely awful. so why does it exist? because someone willed it into existence. why? because they could.

musk is “a ponszi”

Not really animated but not really not-animated.

The Fuccons. they’re Fuccon fantastic!

edit: I did some more digging on The Fuccons and they were a short episodic skit on a longer running Japanese show called “Vermilion Pleasure Night”. it’s a really good representation of early 2000s adult entertainment humor highly niche but entertaining enough with dark humor.

NGL I kinda thought the same thing.

as a honky I approve of this message.

I hate AI about as much as you do, but this pic is scratching an itch I’ve had for forty-ish years.

Same here. I made my bed with it though.

I have a “work phone”. it sits at my desk. I’ll answer it when I’m there, otherwise I don’t get called.

I can’t (pronounced won’t) install any work shit on my personal phone because I run e/os and it isn’t compatible with their policies. 🤷 oopsies.

fuck em. I’ve been giving them 4 hours a day for months now, after giving them over a decade of 15-18 hour days.

great, now do teams.

nobody should have to use that ugly useless piece of shit for anything.

narrator: it didn’t sound legal because it wasn’t.

IDK why everyone is shitting on Katy Perry and frankly, I feel vindicated for shitting on her since I knew she was a cunt.

I lived on a farm. we had about 30+ cats. hard to pick a favorite, but as a farm kid you find them.

one day favorite cat disappears. don’t see them for weeks, turns to months, etc.

five years later, as a teen I go to a party at a friends house. sitting in their basement drinking a beer when a cat jumps in my lap.

itsmycat.jpg

I look at the party host and ask if they got their cat about 5 years ago. “yeah, she just showed up and my sister wanted to keep her. why?” “no reason.”

I pet on my cat the whole party and never saw it again.

my point is, just because you can’t see them anymore doesn’t mean they’ve forgotten you.

sounded really dismissive to me.

that’s right, no reason to do anything about it. let’s just continue to fester in our own shit.

good point, I was kind of hoping for a Quantum Leap thing though.

just a near-endless cycle of saving peoples lives.