What’s with the capitalization of every word?

How do you get it to search the internet?

Pasting code and error messages in saves time in debugging stupid mistakes.

Same for pork.

Kids today don’t know that until quite recently if you turned on the TV and you didn’t get any picture, you could give the thing a firm slap on the side and it would work.

More like 1988.

“Compound interest is the eighth wonder of the world. He who understands it, earns it; he who doesn’t, pays it.”

Goddamn, you just sold me.

Where in the article apart from the title does it say that Coca Cola company is dumping plastic into the ocean. Where does the dumping happen? Why are they doing it?

It’s amazing that humans have coded a tool for which they have to afterwards write more tools for analyzing how it works.

That’s right, extremism breeds assholes.

Is it possible to try this Giblification locally?

“Badger, Mushroom, Snaaaaake” on the other hand ages like fine whiskey.

I had a girlfriend circa 2010 that was almost the same, but about joining Facebook.

The only power you have is choosing where to spend your sttention, i.e don’t look at that shit.

I randomly stumbled upon that on TV a while back. It was horrible but strangely I couldn’t stop watching. Woody Harrelson’s role was great.

The details of my life are quite inconsequential… very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we’d make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum… it’s breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it.

Vandalize regular people’s cars, I’m sure that will cause Elon and Donald to change their ways.

Sick patina.

That sounds pretty liberating. I’m investing by buying ETFs and if I’d like to move my money from one fund to another I’d have to sell and pay 30/34% tax for the winnings.