Thanks for the feedback. I’ll work on steering posts toward relevant communities.
It’s gonna be a while. The rump roast alone is going to take forever.
Yeah or do a side by side treadmill stress test.
That’s what he said!
(This is a reference to the Bubba email)
I don’t know, man. They’re not even in the same ballpark. It’s a day-and-night difference. It would be like comparing cabbages and carrots.
What’s TNP?


Still, I love this about the web, and Lemmy in particular. The free exchange of relevant knowledge.
That’s the vest joke I’ve heard in a while.
I think it’s a plushie of a claymore mine:

This perspective kind of reminds me of Pyro from TF2. I’m imagining an AI mine, but they couldn’t disable the ethics guardrails, so they got around them by altering it’s perception. That mine is just looking for tired and lonely friends to snuggle to sleep so they can finally get some rest.


And I’m SEA! Sea brawlin’.
Maybe some durian and Surströmming, too.
It’s the second most dangerous game. Behold:

Figglebottom looks like he’s the alpha and the omega male. Both the primal and the ultimate paragon of masculinity. An example of the ephemeral singularity and the eternal ubiquity, the foundation and the zenith.
The reactionary ombudsman of the techno-feudalist eldrich horrors.
Objection, it’s not a spork (it also has a knife edge), but assuming this gets overruled, I affirm my threat to use the unholy, very clearly haunted, and quite possibly toxic, number 3 spoon to threaten OP for the right to use any normal spoon.
His outbursts do seem to reveal some of the nature and extent of the propaganda fed to him by his entourage. I imagine a lot of it is just classic fascist handbook stuff, the very things Orwell, Huxley, Atwood, etc. wrote about.