It’s like an old kind of onion headline, before someone fucked with the timeline and realities got mixed up.
It’s like an old kind of onion headline, before someone fucked with the timeline and realities got mixed up.
That’s more of a severe Bug, than a mere Glitch.
I sincerely think he is not aware of that. He sits and posts like he would be talking into a room.
When someone confronts him with something he wrote, his mind must go “they weren’t even there, I’ll just deny it, it’s my word against theirs?”
What about r/catstandingup? Videos or Pics of cats standing.
The comments and replies to comments are always: Cat.
It might be one of the oldest type of conspiracy, that humans created when societies started to be a thing.
I never watched Avatar, because i know how it will be. There’s only a certain amount of special effects that can keep me focused on something that lacks in all other areas.
So, a 10 out of nowhere would be game?
Even then it could have a wide range of pervertedness:
Is the chicken alive?
With or without feathers?
Raw or cooked?
That’s security, not privacy.
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The dog is completely baked, vibing
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The lawmakers in those states are pretty much satisfied with the study’s result. This is one of the effects those criminals in disguise wanted to achieve by passing the laws.
Oh no, they’ve got almost all bases covered by now?
A home and a work profile for chrome, that means a different email for each login.
Keeps nicely things apart.
I can only imagine, but yes
That’s exactly my experience with it.
Some certificates are even annoyed by IPv6 and they won’t install until i remove any trace of it from the DNS. This should also pretty much be the only occasion I’m forced to deal with IPv6, instead of glancing over it while working on the server configs.
This isn’t even her final form …
I’m so jealous of friends with kids. It’s a wonder to see what’s obviously a smaller version of the two combined. Sometimes more like Dad and other times more like Mom. It must be enchanting to look in their eyes and see part of yourself.
Well, that’s what i think 50% of the time i visit friends with kids, the other 50% i’m fucking glad i don’t have kids of my own. They can be the worst lol.
Like a Perlman for a Hellboy