It’s an acronym.

The S stands for “Scam”.

the rest stands for bullshit.

Yeah but they’re fighting over the inevitable ad revenue.

This statement has strong Bilbo " I like less than half of you as well as you deserve" energy

(No hate, it just struck me as funny)

The US is when you’ve dominated the map militarily, neuter the other civs instead of sacking them, and then spend the rest of the game uncontested getting the cultural victory for the lulz.

I’m convinced the answer is “Israel absolutely has nukes and will use them if we stop providing them conventional arms”

But the real answer is probably as mundane as “They are the core of US power projection and intelligence gathering in the middle east, and we really don’t want to lose that level of influence in the region”.

Oof, so to prove your point, I always thought satay was peanuts.

Replace parrot with ChatGPT and it stops being funny and starts being relatable.

Had a director one who would start meetings with “Let’s get the worst news done first”.

On the occasion when there was no good news he’d say “Good news is we get to try again”

I miss that guy sometimes.

No. Everyone who doesn’t have money for him to grab is fucked.

That’s just eating at McDonald’s with … less steps.

Electoral College: your vote’s power = (People / Arbitrarily Defined Land Area) because fuck you, that’s why.

Sure, but a change in behavior can make the latter half of those years a lot more enjoyable. I used to work with nurses and the stories they’d tell of 30/40 somethings living like invalids visiting dialysis clinics three to five times a week is heartbreaking.

even just a heap of “Italian seasoning” thrown in there makes a passable sauce. A can of crushed tomatoes and a can of tomato paste and a handful of Italian seasoning (with salt to taste) and you’ve got a decent college-kid budget sauce.

I used to help with training sessions at a previous company. We had a computer lab type room, people would spend half a day in there and then I’d lock up after. There were two doors to two different parts of an access-controlled building, so the main door was a key lock, but the rear door was badge access.

I locked the main door, turned to leave through the rear door, saw that a lady had come back through the rear door to get her purse. No big, that’s the door we’re going through to leave anyway, so I move to follow her out.

I turn off the lights by muscle memory as I reach for the door which scares her. She lets out a yelp. I’m apologizing as I move to flick the lights back on

At that exact moment someone came through the front door with their key and saw us standing In close proximity, in a dark room with locked doors. I was already moving to turn the lights back on, so they flick on and we both look guilty as fuck because I’m an awkward IT guy trying to fast talk explain this isn’t what it looks like and she’s got “just got jump scared by this asshole” face.

The only thing that saved me was that I was friends with the HR manager that had just walked in, and about 40 years younger than the lady with the purse. I’m sure had it been any other of the women in the class I’d have been in an HR meeting.

Two other coworkers were caught getting it on in that room a few months later.

If you’re reading this and have never tried this, get some, it’s a religious experience. You might find god. God might be a very sick cat.

The same thing, from the Silmarillion:

The love of Finwë and Míriel was great and glad, for it began in the Blessed Realm in the Days of Bliss. But in the bearing of her son Míriel was consumed in spirit and body; and after his birth she yearned for release from the labour of living. And when she had named him, she said to Finwë: ‘Never again shall I bear child; for strength that would have nourished the life of many has gone forth into Fëanor.’

[They try to heal her and even the gods fail at it]

‘It is indeed unhappy,’ said Míriel, ‘and I would weep, if I were not so weary. But hold me blameless in this, and in all that may come after.’

She went then to the gardens of Lórien and lay down to sleep; but though she seemed to sleep, her spirit indeed departed from her body, and passed in silence to the halls of Mandos.

Translation: This little shit has sucked the life from my soul, peace out.

hell yes.

I believe a Rivian R1T is literally your only choice. No other truck has good ratings across the board, that includes gas trucks.

I can’t be the only person who had to lookup usufruct right?

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Usufruct