The album this track is on is amazing as a whole. It’s like a musical journey around the world. It’s a beautifully cohesive album start to finish.

Exactly, that’s what the little bin next to the toilet is for.

The point they’re making is that what you’re looking at in the picture isn’t NSFW. The title is deliberately misrepresenting an advert to make it seem NSFW, a classic shitposting tradition.

If you’re talking early 2000s I know exactly what dance you mean. That was a short but intense fad.

As a guy who used to be on bumble (met my partner there) I will say that any conversation that started with ‘hey how’s it going’ just went nowhere 100% of the time. It’s so easy to ask literally anything else. We don’t know each other, what’s the point in asking how it’s going if all you’ll ever get as a reply is either “good, and you?” which doesn’t break any ice and introduces a lull on the conversation 4 messages into the chat or if it’s an honest “pretty shit, actually” the tone of the conversation becomes immediately weird because you don’t know each other enough to pry into that.

Things you could ask:

• cuddled any cats lately?
• what made you smile today/this week?
• what song have you played on repeat lately?
• play any games lately? (depending on if they list games as their interest, most matches I got listed board games)

This way you’ll immediately either find common ground or find differences between your everyday experiences that you can talk about.

As you should. That movie deserves a bigger screen and decent sound setup. Watching it on a phone is criminal.

The fact that I could believe it right up until the moment they just drove off is telling…

Well, actually, exceptions can be important to lend blanket statements some nuance. Wait, I’m doing it right now, aren’t I?

To me, an ignorant person who has only begun to seriously question capitalism after being exposed to lemmy for about a year, this visual analogy seems to imply that capitalism and fascism are thought to be distinct in the eyes of the maker of this meme, though. I think the suggestion of having them both be homelander conveys a different message which seems to be the consensus here: they are different sides of the same coin.

Admittedly, I’m out of my element here but I’m enjoying the exposure.

I’ve lived for 33 years, 12 or so if those years heavily featuring K’nex and only after reading your comment realised that K’nex is a phonetic play on “connects”.

I went through so much lip balm over the course of a year while taking isotretinoin. Miraculous how well it works though. The acne hasn’t returned since finishing the treatment a year ago.

Lurking in the depths of the earth, waiting for us to finally turn this planet into a desolate desert wasteland.

The piece of shit app won’t even let me look at the picture in the post. Clicking on it just brings me to the comments again, in an infinite recursive loop.

The fuck happened to the Internet as a whole?! Google images refuse to display in full screen (using Firefox at least, I’m sure it’s intentional). I’ve deleted my Facebook account and any time a friend sends me a video hosted on FB it nags me about an account and refuses to allow me to unmute the video. News articles are perpetually behind paywalls.

I’m sick of it. Everything has been hollowed out and reduced to a drip fed stream of garbage. Christ, is this the fucking future? Can’t wait for AI to make it all even worse.

Sorry, I’m aware this is a Wendy’s. The door’s right there, yeah? I’ll see myself out.

So, nobody got paid to make that.

I ragequit the puzzles on the rockstar captcha. Incredibly infuriating. I was reminded of the famous greentext from way back predicting we’d have to drink a verification can of mountain dew and for a moment that seemed less insane than the reality of these impossible puzzles. Had to get someone to help me solve them after cooling off for a moment.

Yes, or someone did show up despite knowing the risks because they trusted Hawking to understand the dangers of revealing the secret of time travel and not sharing it with any living soul. If time travel were to ever become possible and somewhat commonplace then the chances are probably close to zero that everybody chooses not to attend this party (assuming the invitation remains famous for long enough). Perhaps the party was crowded with people thinking the same way.

It’s much more likely that it all just played out exactly the way Hawking said it did, of course. But it’s a fun thought experiment to play around with.