

Didn’t she kill the queen with that terrible curtsy and handshake?
i’m a turtle
Didn’t she kill the queen with that terrible curtsy and handshake?
You know what, that’s entirely fair.
I would recommend switching categories one and two. Sometimes our thoughts are fucked.
I’ll take the middle third of the Winnebago, just carve it out and drop it on Nick Fuentes’ lawn, thanks.
Nothing, his hands were fine, he was just horsin’ around.
Ah, yet more inharmable cylinders found to be encased in containers, lined with (checks notes) microwaved banana.
This is because you’ve accepted a meeting that happens at a location not in the building; for example, someone else’s PTO reminder that they’ve invited you to. Decline that invitation, and you’re fine.
That is really specific. You okay, buddy?
Well, did you do what she asked? Or did you stand there in the grocery store, excitedly posting on Lemmy, then milklessly return home?
Terra Ignota used carefully calculated automobile tragedies as a pretext for civil war.
I walked out after fourteen years, leaving behind my r/feminineboys that I built from zero to 200K over a decade, and I’m not looking back.
Apollo or die.
Or Voyager now, I suppose.
wait wait wait, lemmy get this right
The pun was there the whole time!
I’ve hated doing computer for a while now. Maybe this might put the fun back in doing computer?