Divorced is not the same as childless, there are still obligations.
Futility is resistant
Divorced is not the same as childless, there are still obligations.
I didn’t need therapy, so I did your share of fun things while you were at it. No need to thank me, it was a pleasure.
Wouldn’t that be considered afterlife too?
There’s also fat volatiles in our skin that metals and sunlight degrade, so that outside smell could be the smell of you in the sun.
And thirsty herbivores to eat!
Besides both being fairy tales, I would say it’s even anti religious, since religious Christmas clashes with it, yet he doesn’t bring gifts to baby Jesus. He brings commercial toys to all the other children.
I have this a a sticker. I also have my machine always ready to ship to the client, if they will kindly return the previous one.
I guess cancelling would go back to the “Then you want to commit all files?” dialog, which the user didn’t want to, he just wanted to cancel whatever the IDE was trying to start.
At this point it feels like 80% of the population in social networks is in the spectrum. Being neurodivergent has become neurotypical.
Hooman: What is the purpose of life???
Luna moth: You stupid mammal
The not so famous pyramid of Packanghamen.
Of course! This is the perfect distro for your laptop
But statistically, those who didn’t vote likely have a similar ideology distribution.
It will be likely installed even if disabled, so your eventual malware attacker can enable it and live off the land instead of installing a key/screen that your antivirus might catch.
I hope your bow skills are enough to kill their armed bodyguards first.
That was one of the first distros to support Wayland, so it has my begrudging respect.
And solo players might not be as motivated to buy and show exclusive loot and skins
Japanese company: Makes super faithful waifu figures
American company: Makes Facebook-avatar-like figures
TBH half of them are quite good, but the other half is kinda weird.
Fuck ads, they’re everywhere at every level. I want to see less of them, not more.
B-but you see, the kid was CURSED!
Oh, never mind then!