It’s raining men by the weather girls.
It’s raining men by the weather girls.
I’m starting to suspect that these Fox News guys might be somewhat biased.
It rubs the frankincense on it’s skin, or else it gets the hose again.
“Around the world” aren’t the lyrics, they’re just another instrument. You wouldn’t say that the drum beat is repetitive, for example.
And you sir, are you waiting to receive my limp penis?
It’s a series of tubes, actually. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Series_of_tubes
I always pronounce it “fezzik” like Andre the Giant’s character from The Princess Bride.
It’s the Dead Ringer from Team Fortress 2
I think the GOP intentionally spews some ridiculous shit like this every so often to make their regular shit look less crazy.
You earn credits by watching ads, which you can then spend to watch what you want.
LFS (Linux from Scratch)
Primal Fear (1996). It’s arguable whether or not the antagonist is truly evil though.
it was a new BlackRock product
I laughed out loud when I read that.
“You know what I really need to help pay for groceries this month? A new BlackRock product!”
Get a load of this guy - he’s got ladies just coming up and talking to him.
I think I’d like my money back
The script just does all the actions that you would otherwise be manually typing in the terminal. When it’s finished, you have the same minimal environment as if you’d done it manually, but with less work.
Exactly. And the archinstall script makes it almost as easy as Ubuntu. I think this comic is obsolete.
You might want to check out the i3 tiling window manager. Shit’s under 50MB and makes every other DE I’ve ever used feel bloated and laggy.
Inspecting the file with a hex editor would give you lots of useful info in this case. If you know approximately what the data should look like, you can just see where the garbage (header) ends and the data starts. I’ve reverse engineered data files from an oscilloscope like this.
A sci-fi drama about a guy who develops a brain tumor. The tumor becomes sentient and can communicate with the man through their shared thoughts. Over time, they develop a kind of friendship. At the end, the man must undergo brain surgery to remove the tumor. Despite being able to prevent the surgery somehow (haven’t worked this part out yet), the tumor allows it to happen anyway, knowing that it must die in order for the man to live.
I think I would write this as a short story, but I’ve never written any fiction before and don’t even know how to start.