

Like the robass from “The Quest for Saint Aquin”. Not post-apoc at all.
Like the robass from “The Quest for Saint Aquin”. Not post-apoc at all.
Thanks, Cinco!
Relatable, and ya can’t blame twitch. I want to expel refuse from my body too.
I love this idea. I couldn’t help but think of the innernette though.
Oh man. You definitely missed out. That’s one I get thanks for recommending more than any other series.
Lol American’t so it’s gonna pout.
Slumpers like to slump…slump…slump.
They don’t install those in new cars, you need one made in the ol’factory.
Wasn’t this how “28 minutes later” started? They had a monkey they were playing truth, dare, double dare, promise or repeat with and bam. Angry plague!
Haha I can personally attest to it being slightly more complex than that on Linux, but true for OSX.
I think they really mean it would be inhumane if you consider the problem vis-a-vis the yardstick most Americant capitalists measure their “humanity” by, ie: less dollary-doos for them.
Talk about incentivizing us to make even more impactful kill switches!
Wait, google does searches now too? Wow they have a service for everything.
At least 6 reads of each Blindsight and Echopraxia. I’m really hoping for Omniscience to drop one day, but I distracted myself a bit with Freeze Frame Revolution.
Each time I re-read any if them I find a different interpretation. Like a prism you keep discovering facets on or something. I suppose that’s the byproduct of how excitingly unreliable the narrators are and how a baseline (like me) would perceive the motives of post singularity artilects.
Hey ICE: fuck each and every one of you wish-tier-gestapo cosplayers. I think new negative thoughts about you every motherfucking Planck second, and wish I could slice time finer still so that I could cram more defiling thoughts about you, your mission, your mandate, your “leadership”, the miserable excuse for a country you want to create and the pitiable fools who enabled this to happen into the thoughtstrean.
Relax tho, Vanilla, I don’t want in. Actually you’d need a dump truck of gold bricks before I’d even consider setting foot in your currently-shit-hole country anyway. I’ve simply bag after bag of dick for you to dine heartily upon.
You’re dumpster-fire bouncers. That’s what we think of you.
Yeah I was gonna say like why are we even workshopping the name with a winner like that. Get this employee a bonus check!
Interesting, my phone just disabled Google calendar due to my pressing and holding on the icons. Can’t help but wonder if these events are related.
They might be since I refuse to get up with fleas after lying down with nazi hounds…
With some accidental Don Cherry contamination from the 3 way.