

How is this a personal weakness?
Wrong answers only, please.


How is this a personal weakness?
Wrong answers only, please.
What do you define as “sticky note”?
You could use Standard Notes and leave the window open. It syncs between desktop and Android.
I switched to something else a long time ago, but because I preferred FOSS, not because it was a bad app.


What’s going on with the guy with a plaid shirt and baseball cap?


I predict 1000 (mostly useless) things a day: the weather, coworker conversation topics, the next presidential scandal, etc…
But I only remember the big ones. Or the silly ones.
I’m still wrong most of the time.
This is why I do not gamble.
My brain autocorrected so hard I didn’t realize it was wrong until this comment.


The closest I’ve seen is those videos where they have to censor it and send you to Patreon for the full version.
Not if they’re the kind of users my parents are. An update moves a button from the bottom-left to the bottom-right and suddenly “the app you gave me is broken again”.
Also, don’t sneak-change things on other people’s phones.
Meanwhile, guy who can’t read: that sign can’t stop me!


Set up a global bounty GoFundMe that anyone can contribute to anonymously.
It keeps an up-to-date ranking of everyone worth over 1 billion, and pays out to anyone who removes someone from the list.
There needs to be a mandatory parenting training course if you’re expecting a child.
I like this in theory. But I know in practice some idiots will always manage to get their hands on the curriculum.
There is no stringent definition of what a meme is or can be
Then by my personal definition (not Merriam whatever), it doesn’t feel like a meme.
If it’s a meme to you, that’s fine, too.
A screenshot of the headline of a satirical article (if it exists).
Which is fine.
I just don’t think it’s a meme.
By that point, big tech will have created the Torment Nexus, and half the country take out Klarna loans so they can own the libs with it.
Hermes: Orpheus. Don’t come on too strong.
Seconds later…
Orpheus: Come home with me.
Eurydice: Who are you?
Orpheus: The man who’s gonna marry you.
I wish we had a better name.
When marketing to the “I only read the headline before commenting and sharing” crowd, anti-abortion is a loser compared to pro-life.
Pro-bodily-autonomy doesn’t quite roll off the tongue.


After blowing up the aid trucks.
We did not blow up an aid truck. We blew up terrorists.
After evidence comes out that, yes, it was an aid truck.
Well, they did not properly identify themselves as an aid truck.
Video evidence comes out that they identified themselves on the truck, with their uniforms, and during direct conversation with the soldiers who then killed them anyway.
One of the aid workers was totally a terrorist. He was hiding a bomb in his underpants, we swear!
Everyone knows this is an obvious lie.
And what are you going go do about it? Tweet at us?
I hate when people “show you how to do it”, they’re always showing you the back of their hand, like that’s supposed to help.