One thing I find funny about the original meme is that the hands are just dirty and manly, like you can’t see any calluses or cuts or whatever, so it’s like a hand shibboleth.
One thing I find funny about the original meme is that the hands are just dirty and manly, like you can’t see any calluses or cuts or whatever, so it’s like a hand shibboleth.
What part of “one must imagine Sisyphus happy” isn’t clear? You’ve got to do it!
They forgot to blank out her name though.
I remember smoking outside a pub near Chinatown with a mate something like ten years ago when two Chinese people went by speaking Chinese, and he said “they should be speaking English; this is Britain,” so I asked why, and he couldn’t explain why. Just on a vague principle.
font I liked in a book on calligraphy
They’re called hands, because you do them with your hand. A font is a given instance of a typeface, which is a design of a script. Now you can be pedantic too!
Never thought I’d read that word on this website!
I don’t think this answer is really in the spirit of “no stupid questions”.
That’s almost how I migrated, except I had to give a month’s notice at work and I’d already found an address to register at.
You’re very lucky to have such friends.
Well I take solace in the fact that I first assumed it was someone else’s doing.
I went to see King Gizzard recently, earplugs in pocket, and I suppose I never found a moment to stick them in, but I was stood near the front the whole time and I came away with absolutely none of the usual hearing damage. I don’t know how they did it, but what a great bunch of lads.
I’ve had to do it twice in my life, and I cut the hair with scissors first then used a cheap razor much like these: https://www.voordeeldrogisterij.nl/premium-laser-twin-wegwerpscheermes-10-stuks.html?id=272026839 Came off painlessly.
Undergoing severe semantic satiation here lads.
Ah, nou, dat verklaart het wel!
Ik heb ergens gelezen dat Volt een zetel van BBB hebben overgenomen. Leek mij raar!
I went to see a film with my mate just last week at the pictures, and I ended up needing the foreign subtitles, so after it had finished I turned to him and said “could you hear a fucking word any of them were saying?” he said “I was going to say that!” This was the film: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_End_We_Start_From so there are parts where I assume you’re supposed to be seeing things through her eyes and she’s all discombobulated, but then why have subtitles if that’s the case?
I remember once looking over my sister’s shoulder while she was on MSN messenger and a mutual friend chose that moment to confess (via MSN messenger) that he fucked pillows for practice.
This motherfucker when their wife tells them about their day: there was no beginning, middle, or end; the climax wasn’t revealed in chronological order; the hero is clearly a Mary-Sue…
I’m fairly good at thinking up insulting nicknames, but I only ever give them to people above me in the work hierarchy. A boss where I currently work is called Jan, and he’s always fucking whinging about one thing or another, so I call him Jankerd (crybaby). A boss I had last year was called Onno, and he was fucking disorganised, so I called him Onnoverzichtelijk (disorganised). One of the managers there was a fucking idiot but he always walked around like the cock of the walk, so I called him Schaakduif (chess pigeon). His name was Abel so I’d also call him Incapabel. There was a lad there called Pepijn who I called Hoofdpijn (headache) for a laugh once or twice. You have to make your fun where you can, sometimes.
May I ask what Google Drive has that other free cloud storage things don’t? As in what makes it work great?