Right, I heard Heinz was releasing a TOPMTNCL SEFRTO.

I’m just relieved they finally fucked off with the mobile checkout thing in Canada. They were pushing it so hard for a while there that I dreaded even going into the store. You couldn’t get through checkout without four different employees wanting to explain it to you and asking, “Why not mobile checkout? But you get ten times the points! C’mon, try it!”

I did try it, too. Twice. The first time was confusing, unintuitive, and clunky. The second time was exactly like the first, except it didn’t beep with I had finished paying and the woman at the counter had a heart attack thinking I was running out the door with stolen merchandise. By the time she checked everything and confirmed that I had, I decided those 10X points could fuck off.

I had the green Gameboy, but this makes me wish I had chosen yellow. Yellow looks sharp.

Oh no! Who will suck off Alberta?

Please make WoW 2: Back 2 It’s Roots: Electric Boogaloots.

I’ve never read the books, but I’m curious what the point even is of going to Hogwarts to hone your magic in secrecy. What is the magic applied to long-term? What do you do with it after you’ve graduated?

I went through naked and was fortunate enough to flee and crouch in some shrubs while the monster fought some goblins. It promptly crushed my workbench, portal and boat, but I was able to rebuild them as soon as it left the area. Really glad those goblins were there.

I get it, honestly… I’ll be going through something and my cat comes out of nowhere with his calm, peaceful presence, all soft, lanky and graceful. He’ll carefully step across my body and lay directly over my heart, purring with increasingly loud and deep rythymic vibrations, locking his strange snake-like eyes with mine in a very wise and knowing way for what could be described as an uncomfortable amount of time if it weren’t so oddly tranquil. As intense and personal as this process can be, it always brings me back to earth and makes me feel safe and protected in that moment.

That’s a divine fucking animal right there, and every cat I’ve ever owned throughout my life has been this way once it loved me.

THIS GENERATION WILL NEVER KNOW WHAT IT WAS LIKE TO LIVE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET

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My dad always bought McDoubles for our pug. I don’t know how the fuck that dog lived to be like twelve before dying. I guess McDoubles are really good for pugs. You probably shouldn’t have fed him McDoubles, dad. Rest in peace to both of you.

I flipped on bees a few years back and stopped being afraid of them altogether. I get relatively close to them now while weeding my garden and they pay me no mind. Wasps and hornets will always be enemies, but I won’t air my true thoughts on them, as the last time I did on Lemmy I was downvoted greatly and reviled.

I’m actively helping my Ukranian employee and her family adapt to Canadian life. Things are gradually getting easier for them, but multiple times now I’ve witnessed her have extreme episodes of terror/panic over her former home reduced to rubble, her mother still in Ukraine, the stress of fleeing the war with her husband and two children, and now the looming threat of Ukranian embassies withholding passport renewals in an effort to bolster their numbers against the constant Russian advancement.

I can’t say I’m particularly sympathetic that the child killers and rapists from the other side are having a difficult time assimilating back into their culture. I suppose I can exercise mild sympathy for young conscripts who never wanted it, though.

I’ll tank. Need Healer and 3 DPS.

Le reddit we did it doggos!

That’s wild. I had no idea.

South should dropped some fully-charged cell phones loaded with media and Wikipedia entries.

I imagine he spent the entirety of the ban raging like Dennis Reynolds and counting down the days. “IDIIIOOOTS! IDDDIIIIOOOOTSS!!!”

I believe they call that the watermelon crawl.

Who knows. I’m straight and I don’t care for a dog’s energy at all, which is unfortunate because nearly every dog I meet really loves me. They’re just not my thing. They’re stiff, they’re clacky, they’re clumsy, and they stink. They climb up and try with all their strength to get their mouths/noses right up in my face, and I hate it.

I am nice to them, though. Don’t get me wrong. They don’t know that I don’t like them.