Yeah, it’s probably easier to make something that melts icebergs with chemicals or just heat than it is to go 3d printing ice picks

Make 3d printable … err … ice picks more accessible 😬

https://www.menshealth.com/health/a19546352/eating-boogers-good-for-you/

Yeah but could they be saved and restarted? Or better yet, restarted from an earlier save but with access to older saves?

I know some dinosaur names …

Right wing ideological white men are the original Karen’s, they can’t help but complain about everything, especially if those things have literally no bearing on their existence whatsoever.

They’re all like “Those people over there are having fun without bothering anyone else, how dare they! I’m going to complain to their manager. And then when their manager calls me a chucklefuck and tells me to fuck off I’m going to complain to a bunch of other right wing arseholes and see if we can’t ruin their fun forever with super fun bureaucracy.”

If you don’t include them they will be mad, if you do include them they will also be mad.

Like going to England and responding tothe greeting “orright” with anything other than “orright”. NO IM NOT “ORRIGHT” EVERYONE KEEPS ASKING ME IF IM “ORRIGHT”.

Also they get real confused if you respond with “I’m great thanks mate how are you?”

It was a long time ago but I don’t remember him having an accent.

Yeah, maybe he was just having a rough day

I’‘‘s’e’e’!’‘‘I’f’’‘o’n’l’y’I d’‘‘k’n’o’w’n’!’‘‘T’h’a’n’k’y’o’u’’‘m’a’s’k’e’d’‘s’t’r’a’n’g’e’r’!

Im pret’ty ha’ppy with how ‘im using apostrophes THANK’YOU v’ery much’

I was working drive through at McDonald’s in the early 2000’s and this old guy pulls up to my window. I say (as an Australian in an Australian drive through) “G’day mate, what can I get you?”

Well this guy loses his shit, flies into a rant about how I’m not his mate and he doesn’t even know me and how dare I presume to be his mate. I say “I’m sorry, it’s just a turn of phrase, what can I get you?”

He continues to rant and demands to see my manager. So I say sure, close the window and mosey on over to my manager and explain my situation. He looks a little bewildered but says “no stress I’ll deal with it, just wait round the corner.”

He walks into my booth andi hear him say “G’day MATE, what can I get for you?” The guy loses his brains for a few more minutes at the audacity. To which my manager says “I understand, what can I get you?” The guy finally orders and we all moved on with our lives.

I for one welcome the new piracy arms race, every time someone tries to stop piracy, piracy gets easier and more efficient.

Looks more like a jubby jolder with a can of beans in it …

Wouldn’t stuffed crust be toast surrounded by sushi?