What a beautiful and eloquent comment.

I knew it was a mistake to shave today.

Darn, I have Gotland and Svalbard on mine. Well, there’s still hope.

Obligatory reminder that not only US has an IRS; the tax collection agency in Ghana is also called IRS.

Not sure if you’re saying that all empires lasted >250 years, or that no empire lasted exactly 250 years. For the second case it looks like you’re right, the Seleucid Empire comes closest at 249 years: link

Nah, I think if you’re on e.g. Debian oldstable you could still be on Gnome 3. That’s not “long dead”.

In case your primary crossbow jams up? Clever.

If I squint my eyes I still kinda see it, nice!

He sounds like a decent human being.

I’d never go to a hotel without my leatherman with me.

my mom’s warcraft machine

We truly are living in the future

What if you always dreamt of learning to play the violin though? That’s right out now, buddy.

I have never ever seen a baby pigeon. Not even a picture. Where are they hiding them?!

Even worse, it’s an hour or two past midnight on new years eve and my social battery is flat, but the guests aren’t leaving. Yawning and checking my wrist watch doesn’t help. Cleaning the kitchen doesn’t help. What do?

To be fair, she could’ve been adopted.

Baaaa.

Personally I prefer “arse” with an uppity RP (Received Pronunciation) accent.

I first read it as “mechanical debt” (probably because of the gear-shaped figure), and had an existential crisis for a few milliseconds. I need to take my car to the shop as soon as I can afford it.

I said he used to be a piece of shit. He’s not anymore. I’m not anymore. Glass House. White Ferrari. Live for New Year’s Eve. Sloppy steaks at Truffoni’s. Big rare cut of meat with water dumped all over it, water splashing around the table, makes the night SO MUCH more fun. After the club go to Truffoni’s for sloppy steaks. They’d say; ‘no sloppy steaks’ but they can’t stop you from ordering a steak and a glass of water, before you knew it we were dumping that water on those steaks! The waiters were coming to try and snatch em up, we had to eat as fast as we could! OHHH I MISS THOSE NIGHTS, I WAS A PIECE OF SHIT THOUGH.

The mirror is how you see yourself. The camera is how you’re seen by others.