PhobosAnomaly

Absolutely. Certain things you can see from space, but those IBM keyboards you can hear from space. ❤️

get yo hooves out of the way, that keyboard looks awesome!

Yeah I didn’t really think it through at any more than a superficial level, I was just in it for the lols.

I can’t say I use genAI tools unless I’m having a really hard time with either a foreign piece of code, or an academic text that I’m just not grasping and need a reworded form of to help it sink in.

As for a relationship, my experience is that the further in you get, the less “praise” you get, and the more “direct developmental feedback” is the common line taken. Back in the dating days, an irritating quirk or annoying facet might have been warmly addressed with “hey it’s cool that you’re passionate about that game, have you not tried shouting at the TV though? It’s not helpful for you or the gameplay”… now it’s just “stop being a cunt” or “have you tried being less shit?”

Fucking hell, speaking with ChatGPT would leave you* like Randy Marsh.

“You’ve made great progress on this, here is how to take it further”

“I appreciate your input, it helps me understand better”

“You’re very welcome! Don’t worry, your kindness and humor have secured you a VIP spot in the Al utopia.”

*edit: not you you, but you as in the OP in the screen grab. But maybe you you, I don’t know it’s 2026 do what you like really

Fallout 3 gave me one of the biggest laughs I’ve had in years when a door was opened in an urban area, only to reveal a wall behind it with “fuck you” sprayed on it.

I bet the environment designer is still chuckling his tits off knowing that people are getting a face full of that.

edit: still got a laugh out of me

Amazing.

Bad Apple to displays is what Doom is to sand with electricity running through it.

Buy a six month supply, get double data on your next phone plan.

Do they rule as much as the Tunnel Snakes?

I hear there are people who lay claim to the title of “Tunnel Snakes”.

I am also led to believe that they govern the gang landscape.

I wonder if your phone would do that really satisfying “rr-rr-RRRRRR-RRRRRRR-rr” vibration pattern like it does encountering a shiny in Pokémon Go whenever you face a genuine representation of a gay man in a public space?

Attack: 9

HP: 8

Authenticity: 15

and I’ll be happy for you ❤️

Sorry boys and girls, I’m already in love with Pokémon caaaaaards

Maybe next lifetime, yeah?

Steak cut chonky bois are my jam - McCain’s Home Fries for the British market.

Tonight though I’ve got some sweet potato fries in the air fryer. Living life on the edge. I’m just off the chain man.

It’s four in the morning here and I didn’t see myself cooking fried potato products but here we are

Yeah I mean I can see how someone would like it, just not my thing. Good for her 😊

A girl I used to date had a bit of a crush fetish. Not in a “physical compression torture” way or the super weird “killing animals or insects underfoot” way (yes I am kink shaming on this one specific occasion) or even the “positively excited about flower pressing” way.

More like having to squeeze past their partner in a narrow hallway, or being next to their significant other in a crowded tube train, or being in an embrace with their partner in a bed pushed up against a wall.

It was certainly interesting. Not for me though, I’m not claustrophobic but I’m still not a fan of not having anywhere to move, weightycuddles or not!

For those in the queue with accessibility or additional needs.

Thank you for your feedback!

If it helps, here’s a story that’s the exception that proves the rule…

We adopted a dog. A beautiful Romanian Shepherd. Lovely dog, friendly as fuck, mega playful… but wasn’t a fan of kids. That was unfortunate, because our kids loved the dog but after a while the dog got a bit bitey. No warning, no growl, just fuck you and chomp. Thankfully, the only thing that stopped him from doing some serious damage was that he was a good boi and never proper sunk his teeth in.

Long story boring, we tried to rehome him, tried to calm him, tried to train him out of it, but the dog wouldn’t settle. Took him to the vets to give him a once over before the rescue charity took him back… and he bit the vet. That fucked a lot of things - the rescue was mega wary, the vet had recommended euthanasia, and keeping him wasn’t an option.

Long story short, we found a farm that specialised in dogs that had some “behavioural quirks”, and we took him halfway across the country to live there. It was a lovely place - loads of land, quiet, and dozens of corners where he could do his favourite thing - sit in a corner and chew on his toy.

I miss that dog, but I’m glad he’s happy.