It’s so beautiful. This is like the website version of someone making two-day rich and spicy ramen. It’s delicious and let’s just say good for you, too.

“Why did the [Outlook severs, FAA ATC, National Weather Service, Whatever else] crash then?”

“You’re right to push back. I made a mistake, and that’s on me.”

The first 3 computers I ever touched were an Apple II, Apple II e, and a Powemac.

Then I spent a decade in the Windows wilderness. Back and forth… Now safely home to Linux.

Maybe not a good question by itself.

Just put an X in masking tape in your window, and I’ll be there when you wake up. Smoking a pack of Camels.

If you tell me you donated, my respect grows 3 sizes.

The same physics as a dog ball thrower. Which is just an atl-atl.

But that doesn’t trigger the Fox News snowflakes.

The “Dallas Cowtheys” would send them into fits.

If someone would sell a “Cowtheys” jersey like this on Etsy, I would absolutely buy one.

"… It was a broken system that still managed to work in spite of itself. For months, families complained, but no one really cared. Lives were being saved. That was still the only metric. That was the only metric that ever hit the news.

Then the mayor’s daughter went missing. Her face showed up after a week, automatically added to the Alter’s ‘Wall of Honor’ one day. In fact, the day after a group of 4 burglars were saved by Trolleyman from being killed by a millionaire’s overzealous security team.

That day the mayor quit. He walked out of the Paradoxolis City Hall, and devoted the rest of his life to killing Trolleyman."

Bro, the story writes itself.

I think both could work. I would love the social commentary of other people trying to game the system.

Trying to get the hero to take out a targeted person by putting a bus in danger. He always on the news, so an ad agency tries to get targets wearing company logos to be the ones killed. And every time the final moment of decision closes around the hero and it’s just him.

That’s a big reveal you save for waaaay down the line.

That, or sacrifices from saved people count for 10 times or something.

With you public key, der.

Thumbs up, let’s do this.

Yeah, actually.

Everything is a huge moral dilemma. A plot to find suicidal people and “people that don’t matter” to be able to kill at a moment’s notice. People willing to be the sacrifice for money - but who pays? Constant second guessing about if the sacrifice was worth it if things go wrong.

I almost can’t believe someone hasn’t done this yet.

But TV man wanted a photo! /s

Ah, sorry, I want fully awake when I was thinking through this. You’re right.

And yeah, we’re not Boomers. They ruined the Earth for fun and to appease their ego.

Man, I thought I was cultured in the lowest brows of the interwebs. Looks like I’m losing my touch.

TIL there’s a whole generational divide about what people do with jars online.

Millennials: tragic jar up the ass guy

Gen Z: Sourdough starter for trad wives and this.

Gen Alpha: probably also this thing.

Edit: I forgot we gave Gen Y a lame name.

It was my pleasure

Hey, thanks. I appreciate you looking into this, because I had no idea about that video.

That guy was also such an idiot. FFS, get a jar, jizz in it once, then stick it in the freezer. Every time you bust one, do it right into that freezer jar. Fill it up one freezer splooge at a time. Always freshly frozen like spring peas.

Then, on the appointed hour, thaw the jar in the fridge over a day, like a Thanksgiving turkey of shame. And pour it all in and top of the plastic thing made in a factory that represents your unfulfilled essential need to connect to humans. Then bust your last live round on top, and call the job done. Feel accomplishment. Put that jizz jar art project in the fridge to enjoy for however long one’s fleeting mental health episode lasts.

So frustrating. It’s like people have to reinvent the kink wheel every time.