HeyThisIsntTheYMCA

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[–] [email protected] 0 points 9 hours ago (1 children)

I'm just seeing a pattern here, but shouldn't you be able to go to 240? I mean, it'd have to be a big fuckin' die, but it seems like it should work.

[–] [email protected] 18 points 10 hours ago

don't forget the christian second coming accelerationist folk who just want to see it all burn because they're embarrassed they've fucked up too many predictions.

[–] [email protected] 24 points 10 hours ago (2 children)

yeah but how many ceremonial buttplugs did they have? not just day to day buttplugs, I'm talking formal occasion ones.

[–] [email protected] 3 points 11 hours ago

the 1000 emails in my inbox lookin at me like

[–] [email protected] 2 points 12 hours ago

but if ghosts are real what am I gonna eat. i like eating

[–] [email protected] 1 points 12 hours ago

I don't mean to complain, but 8:16 is not nine minutes.

[–] [email protected] 7 points 12 hours ago (1 children)

if there is, they are congregating on different sites than I frequent and I thank them for that,

[–] [email protected] 2 points 12 hours ago

SYN! SYN SYN SYN SYN SYN!

[–] [email protected] 2 points 13 hours ago

as the prophecy foretold

[–] [email protected] 5 points 13 hours ago

you smell different, but you still smell unique.

source: attended the gilroy garlic festival annually for 15 years

[–] [email protected] 3 points 13 hours ago

:3st
it's a lil dude with balls on his chin doing a kickflip

 

It seems like it'd be useful to have a jar of béarnaise or hollandaise, but I have to make those. Can't buy good béarnaise or hollandaise. Good mayo is easy to get tho. WTF?

 

And so the Shortest Day came and the year died
And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world
Came people singing, dancing,
To drive the dark away.
They lighted candles in the winter trees;
They hung their homes with evergreen;
They burned beseeching fires all night long
To keep the year alive.
And when the new year’s sunshine blazed awake
They shouted, reveling.
Through all the frosty ages you can hear them
Echoing behind us—listen!
All the long echoes, sing the same delight,
This Shortest Day,
As promise wakens in the sleeping land:
They carol, feast, give thanks,
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And now so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.
Welcome, Yule!

 
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Oh Tuvix (lemmy.world)
submitted 11 months ago* (last edited 11 months ago) by [email protected] to c/[email protected]
 

Alt: Tuvix hangs his head in shame as Janebabe glares at him for failing to make her coffee

Text: tfw / you can genetically engineer anything but good coffee

 

The Trekifying of other memes continues

I don't know how obscure I'm being but IDGAF

 

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