No, pick me up and rotate my head to look behind me

Must do something useful? You’re the one selling the damn thing. You can’t build a Pinto and then tell people “we have to stop burning to death or we’ll lose permission to keep production faulty cars.”

There is something inherently wrong with your product, and you can’t even fix it because you’re too busy shoving it down everyone’s throats.

It’s like you’re trying to bake cookies using pieces of every plagiarized baking recipe, whether or not they’re related. Then, before you’ve actually tasted the cookies, you’re telling everyone to reach into the oven and try using this “basic” cookie to modify and make their own cookies.

Except the cookies haven’t even baked yet. And before you’ve ever tasted a single fully baked cookie, you’re announcing modifications to your cookie dough recipe based on feedback from your previously undercooked, improperly made cookies.

Go back to small scale. Let people bake their own cookies at home, and report what they’ve discovered. Try upscaling those recipes, and see if you can make any parts more efficient.

And quit telling people to eat your tainted cookies that are poisoning everyone, and then telling them that if they don’t start enjoying your cookies soon, then you’re gonna have to shut down your factory.

Your cookie/Pinto/AI venture deserves to be shut down. Take the L, learn from it, and try again after you figure out how to get it right. Bake a better cookie instead of trying to make better consumers.

RAM will be cheap! So will the dollar… Maybe I can get a good deal on upgrades to my server by reclaiming the gold in the contacts?

Next you’re gonna tell me that Ford didn’t actually invent the weekend, but was pressured by unions.

Or that tipped wages aren’t meant to let the employees get a higher wage than they could at a fixed wage, but instead only benefit the business.

You and your crazy conspiracy theories. Now, if you’re done being wrong, I have a bridge to purchase.

Huh, there seems to be a resounding “fuck you” to my previous comment. I think I may have either read too deep into your original comment, or I’m missing something that’s implied.

I read your comment as, “teachers are practically Mr. Rogers and it speaks volumes that they’d disparage anyone.” Did I misunderstand?

I’ve met many teachers who definitely shouldn’t be armed around students.

I wish I could agree with you, but when I worked at a campus, I heard teachers make similar remarks about children of color.

“They care about teaching and keep the kids safe,” were among the reasons why these teachers should get to keep their jobs.

I’d think that silently forcing a child to accept their fate due to systemic racism due to your biases would be considered an act of aggression, but apparently I was at fault for reporting this behavior.

I also got the party started by being the first to downvote myself. The first person to upvote me probably made it look like I didn’t downvote myself.

But the second person to upvote me… Now that’s the real bastard. They made my comment seem like it deserved upvotes, and ushered in others who thought this was a comment worthy of their support.

If I ever find out who gave me that second upvote… I’d probably be like, “huh? What second upvote? What are we even talking about?”

For the life of me, I can’t remember why I chose to be born here.

Approximately as many as this comment!

Edit: this ratio is wild.

Jeb was already at war with his own charisma

Y’all seem smart and wealthy. Spare some RAM for a poor, flatulent Texan?

git fetch --all --prune

Where’s that banana-dick pastor these days?

My wife buys me flowers and it makes me feel really special. She doesn’t care for flowers at all, but she knows that I do, which makes me appreciate that much more that she’d pick out and pay for something that only I like.

And if you took one dollar from each of those people, you could use the money to buy dozens of politicians. 20,000 times that, and you can buy almost all of the politicians for many lifetimes. It’s not just a transformative amount of money for the people who are too cash-poor to risk searching for better employment, it’s an ungodly amount of money that can easily sway power to support the cost of living crisis.

Another way to look at it: when the forecast says .5 inches of rain predicted, that seems like nothing across your entire city. Now imagine all of that landing inside your house, instead. Congratulations, you’re now the billionaire of drowning in your living room.

Yes, it’s an ancient wish for prosperity. It roughly translates to: may your wine become chyme, and never vomit.

Source: the same place from which I’m currently pooping

Go Busters Go Busters Go!

That’s why my friends call me Whiskers

Some people honor their loved ones by burying them with the things that made them happy. We buried my grandmother with her porn tapes and dildo/vibrator collection.