He never said that, stop lying on the internet. He lives rent free in your head. Those women probably attacked his tender, tiny digits with their powerful genitals for street cred. (Darvo)
Well, the world certainly understands that the US holds a grudge. But Castro is dead. Feels a bit silly at this point
The little Hispanic fella right beneath bugs bunny, anyone know who they are?
Yeah, moreover, they’ve always taken more land after every major offensive of the last hundred years. Who hasn't seen it coming?
“That’s our orange idiot. We like to keep him around for jokes and economic policy.”
I don’t recall them mentioning anything about it being in cans. Definitely an option at restaurants and “upscale” delis, but the time spent in stores was often spent speaking to people, rather than reading labels. As an aside, culture’s closer to Chinese than South Korean. More curt, less formal.
Watched a short, surreptitious filmed documentary on North Korea and they confirmed that dog was on the menu. It’s on the pricier side but cheaper than exotic and premium meats
Argument of Theseus, spin, spin, spin. Give us a treatise, on how you’ll win.
Alternative front end, my friend.
Reposting my aphid hate
Having imported ladybugs into a greenhouse for the express purpose of exterminating aphids, I can tell you with certainty that they’re kinda dumb. A leaf completely coated with aphids will see 4 plucked and obliterated by mandibles, and 50 ignored, only to search for more distant prey. The buffet is right there, why are you searching for scraps beneath it?
But there’s nothing quite like seeing the little shits disappear into an organic shredder, clawing desperately, fruitlessly at survival. I fucking despise aphids.
It’s about as helpful as putting the onus on gun violence on mental health. You’re allowed to call them a terrorist, you hotdog. Dude’s still crazy and influenced but Fox News.
Not to rain on the parade but this dude was fairly crazy. So long as extreme division is still being peddled over the… every single form of media, nothing will change.
Vaguely racial put-down jokes can be funny, but they require a great deal of context and subtext to work. Being republican narrows the options to taking the role of the heel already, but during a rally where voters are meant to be fed information that makes them excited, I can’t see it.
English Wikipedia has been down all day. Very, very rarely do I take anything for granted, and yet, I felt a pit in my stomach when I saw a blank page. It’s funny to realize just how much of a fixture in my life Wikipedia has been.
He makes the full valuation of the WSJ every few weeks via Amazon stock. It could be assumed, then, that he cares about Amazon’s stock price
They could do a little cadaver election. One of the most ridiculous events in human history repeating itself, but for the sake of veneration, would make for the cherry on top of the last 20 years.
Folks in Puerto Rico when they’re admitted as a state: “he tells it like it is.”
Since the upgrade, has anyone else been unable to change post/comment/modlog sorting options?
Edit: this issue also exists on other instances on 0.19.5, or newer, on my browser
Long shot but I hope someone might know. The channel hosts parodies of superheroes and superhero tropes through the medium of motion comics and is characterized by its dry humor and sarcasm, reminiscent of the channel “How it Should Have Ended.” Videos often involved a competent woman parody of Superman acting alongside their equivalent of the justice league.
The channel, despite not broadly advertising this fact, hosts exclusively English translations of their main channel’s videos. (Original channel may be in Portuguese, Spanish, another language common in south America?) While the English translation channel might have stopped posting ~7 years ago, the main channel would have continued posting content for a year or more.
Really, I’m looking for a specific video wherein a spy (possibly a parody of black widow but I can’t recall) is looking to complete their mission while their operator ceaselessly suggests additional members for their team, lampshading the “spy by accident” genre with ever more absurd assertions and justifications for the spy to reject. It takes place in a fancy dining room setting. One suggestion is a chimpanzee and another is a waiter, referencing Jackie Chan in Tuxedo. It was a surprisingly complete deconstruction and I’d love to reference it.
Secondarily, should the fan be outside or inside the window?
Asking for a friend. (Me, help. I can’t remember physics, it’s too goddamn hot)
Edit: I’ve opened all the windows and set up a fan a short distance from the window pointing out and it’s reduced the temperature to near-tolerable levels. Unfortunately, venting through the attic was a no-go but moving things aside might make it an option next time. Thank you all, I appreciate the help!
[panel 1: A small, bespectacled man sitting at a table takes a bite of pancake. Their glass is filled with golden liquid, matching the color of the dog staring over the edge of their table. Their eyes lock.]
[panel 2: the dog’s tail shifts into overdrive and its eyes pleadingly grow to the size of saucers.]
[panel 3: the man grins and hoists a pancake above their canine companion. Its eyebrows arch and body quivers.]
[panel 4: the man releases the pancake and it stops with a soft plop atop the dog’s head.]
[panel 5: the dog searchingly turns toward the noise, pancake still resting between its eyes.]
[panel 6: the dog’s brows lift in grief as it turns right, continuing to helplessly investigate the mystery of the missing pancake.]
I rarely find myself taking a second look at a piece of clothing whose only notable quality is a properly applied shade or hue. The main draw in every piece of compelling apparel is its texture. Does it look sheer? Soft? Stiff? The emotion evoked by a slogan, illustration, or pattern is nearly always superseded or at least altered by apparent textural context. A bad Christmas long sleeve or a knitted “granny’s little cumstain” sweater would elicit vastly different reactions compared to their more conventional cousins.
All of that is to say that texture is the end-all for clothes. It is the medium through which your message is broadcasted. Tones and shapes are transient, texture is forever.
[panel 1: a cartoonishly drawn child wearing a pink t-shirt and black spandex shorts sits on a grassy hillside, nearly resting their back against the verdant scene. They put their weight on their elbow and pluck a flower from the grass with a smile.]
[panel 2: they lean over the flower and, whilst plucking petals, say “Loves me… Loves me not… Loves me… Loves me not…”
[panel 3: they point at the flower and focus their attention further.]
[panel 4: their finger wags at the petals as they enumerate and whisper “Loves me… Loves me not.]
[panel 5: they sit up and glance about to see if anyone is watching]
[panel 6: they simultaneously tear off two leaves and say “Loves me…”]
[panel 7: the flower shouts at the now sobbing child, “HEY, HEY, HEY. NO CHEATING! YOU ALREADY KNOW YOU’RE NOT LOVED!”]
[panel 1: a large dodo approaches a clean, well dressed vagrant youth sat beside a well fashioned wood and stone building. The youth warily guards a bag holding their belongings and the stick they use to travel with it. The dodo asks “Pardon me, do you have the time?” and the youth replies “yes, it’s -“]
[panel 2: the dodo exclaims “You have the time!”]
[panel 3: a quartet of dodos appear and excitedly chatter over one another: “He has the time.” “The time! he has it!” “At long last! Our desperate search is at an end! The time has been found!”]
[panel 4: they lean in amongst one another and whisper “PSSHHWSSSSPTT SSHSSHHPSSTT”]
[panel 5: the group approaches the youth and asks “Will you… give us the time?” And the youth replies “It’s nine fifteen.” The dodos exclaim “AAAAAHHH! NOW WE HAVE THE TIME!”]
[description: the painting “the creation of Adam,” but Adam is a cat repeatedly, and well deservedly, bapping god’s outstretched arm]
I’m trying to submit a direct link on lemmyshitpost but not one of my attempts has yielded a direct image link that actually plays the giffeo.
The gif
https://imgur.com/6VfBQfa
Links I’ve tried so far:
https://i.imgur.com/6VfBQfa (obviously not right) https://i.imgur.com/6VfBQfa.gif (doesnt play) https://i.imgur.com/6VfBQfa.webm (doesn’t load) https://i.imgur.com/6VfBQfa.gifv (doesn’t anything) https://i.imgur.com/6VfBQfa.mp4 (nope)
Anyone know how to direct link to an Imgur giffeo?
[description: the painting “the creation of Adam,” but Adam is a cat repeatedly, and well deservedly, bapping god’s outstretched arm]
No.250341473 \>fantasy setting has magic and flying creatures \>still using horses as main transportation
No.250341651 \>>250341473 (OP) # \>setting has nuclear energy \>still using coal as main energy source
No. 16346143 [a photo of a tall, cylindrical white boiler and a short, blue furnace in a brightly lit brick walled basement. A mess of silver pipes extend from and above the pair and a thin puddle encircles them.] okay /x/, l've got something to share with you \>be me \>last night \>lying on couch, watching some tv show \>shitty weather, raining and cold after 3 weeks of unbearable heat wave \>all of a sudden I hear someone inhale and cough \>shit my pants at that moment since I know that I'm the only one in the house, girlfriend is pulling night shift \>turn down TV, can't hear anything \>shrug it off as sound from TV or my mind playing tricks, it was pretty late \>10 minutes later I hear footsteps \>ohfuckmyfuckinglife.jpg \>now I'm 100% sure that I'm not alone in the house \>jump up, turn on the light and run to the hallway to get my bat \>i grab the bat and start checking rooms \>light from hallway is illuminating parts of kitchen \>notice dirty tracks that lead to the basement \>6 feet away from where I was lying \>ohmyfuckinggod.webm \>slowly open the basement door \>there's no fucking light down there \>go to get a flashlight \>return with flashlight in one hand and a bat in the other \>slowly go down the stairs \>I can hear something rustling in the far corner of the basement \>someone is breathing heavy and digging through stuff \>I stand near the boiler \>peek around the corner and I can see tall figure standing illuminated by the dim light of a street light from small basement window \>scared shitless I turn off the torch in hopes he wont notice me \>he was tall, I'm 6,2 and he was taller than me \>anyway, as I was standing near the boiler I noticed that it was leaking all over the floor \>has anyone had that kind of a problems? \>can I repair it myself or do I need to call a repairman? \>pic related
No. 16346909 \>>16346143 (OP) Spray some flex seal on it
That's not all they do \>Be at home very early one morning, only my brother and I are awake, pitch black outside \>Dogs are out (an idiotic water pointer and a fat beagle) \>Beagle starts baying, pointer starts whimpering \>l open the door for them, they don't move, both looking at one section of the porch, frozen \>step outside, turn on the light, my brother thinks its a burglar, is carrying the fireplace poker \>Opossum hisses \>Beagle bays again, pointer hides behind me \>Brother freaks, swings the poker, hits me in the head \>I go down \>Opossum hisses louder, starts shitting everywhere \>I'm shouting \>My brother's shouting \>Beagle passes out \>Pointer tries to hide behind my prone body \>Opossum waddles back into the woods \>Shit and blood are everywhere
Not even once
Today I am going to tell you what I am most afraid of.... here we go. \>Be me \>Be about a 6/10 \>Just move into a new neighborhood and have no friends \>Be outside mowing the lawn when random dog runs up to me \>Look up and a 9/10 is running after it \>Help her get dog back, introduce ourselves \>Become very good friends \>Eventually begin dating \>Fast forward about two months \>New girl moves in \>eh about a 7/10, would boink \>Try to be polite and introduce myself to new girl \>New girl and I start to become friends too, even though she seems a little odd \>Tell her i have a girlfriend, can see she is (literally) insanely jealous \>Fast forward two more weeks \>Start to see less and less of my girlfriend and at the same time new girl starts to become even more of a psycho bitch \>Fast forward 4 days \>Get a random Facebook message from my girlfriend saying that 7/10 threatened to kill my girlfriend if she ever talked to me again \>wtf.jpeg \>Fast forward one more week \>Do not hear or see either girl since that message on facebook, start growing very worried \>Random knock on my door, Its the cops \>Shows me picture of two girls asking if I know them \>Say yes, getting more worried \>Cops tell me that 7/10 committed suicide and remains of my girlfriend showed up in her stomach during the autopsy
TL:DR why was the 6 afraid of the 7? Because 7 ate 9
No.3807239 [a photo of a large olive green carp relaxing in a bath tub, only barely fitting within] \>"Stop being a pussy and hop in, dude" What do you do, /an/
No.3807248 Jack off into the water and laugh as it's forced to breathe my cum. Fish have no answer to this. What plants do to me, I will do to them.
\>Lived just long enough to not have Boris Johnson speak at her funeral
Unfathomably based
[pictured: Ronald Reagan wearing a black suit and tie with a white shirt. His body is nearly turned sideways, chin lifted and grinning at the camera, resting his weight on his right elbow with his left hand clasped loosely over his resting right wrist. Italicized text upon this propaganda poster reads: “RONALD REAGAN speaks out against SOCIALIZED MEDICINE”]
\>a c-list actor's career flopped so now I have to pay $1000 to set foot in an ambulance any other examples like this?
\>Volcano erupts in Indonesia \>Locals don't notice because they have shit weather radar \>747 flies through the dust cloud \>All 4 engines get filled with volcanic ash and burn out \>"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We have a small problem. All four engines have stopped. We are doing our damnedest to get them going again. I trust you are not in too much distress." \>Spend 12 minutes gliding, dropping 23,500 feet in the process \>The pilots are preparing to be the first 747 ever to attempt a water landing \>Finally one of the engines restarts \>But ILS is offline \>Windscreen is completely opaque due to ash, no way to clean it \>Manage to land running entirely on instruments \>Fatalities: 0 \>Injuries: 0 Survivors: 263
\>be me \>lifting in the garage \>mom walks in with a plate of tendies with chinese sauce \>always told mom to not to come to the garage while I lifted \>always told mom to never look me in my eyes while I lifted (its where my demons hide) \>she made eye contact \>the plate fell from her hands \>the young man she had been raising had turned into a FUCKED UP beast \>she covers her mouth with both her hands as she lets out a yelp \>turns around and runs away \>put the rusty barbell down \>calmly walk up to the mirror and smash it as I see the beast too Gosh dang it /fit/, we were gonna go shopping this weekend. What do I do now?