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She may be a Puncke: for many of them, are neither Maid, Widow, nor Wife.
W. Shakespeare, Measure for Measure (1623)
Damn, you really old.
Synth noodling conceptual artist
She may be a Puncke: for many of them, are neither Maid, Widow, nor Wife.
W. Shakespeare, Measure for Measure (1623)
Damn, you really old.
Mate, I haven’t forgiven them for google reader.
They killed my boy.
Related to another popular post right now…so what was Bruce Dickinson’s ancestor?
It’s 1994. The Bosnian-Serbian conflict is still raging. Some cool dude from the UN peace keepers thinks it would be good to have a concert.
He contacts Bruce Dickinson and says, “wanna play a much needed gig in a warzone?”
Bruce says, “yes”.
Here’s the documentary.
Adore the darktable gang.
I’m gen-x and I am at the point where I don’t know if I say anything unironically any more.
(But you are spot on, slang is there, always, and it mutates as it is needed, but it isnt generational so much as sociopolitical and regional.)
Nah, its for “grizzled tanman”. You oldies just don’t get it.
That hair though.
C’mon man, it’s time to get a coverage appropriate cut or just shave it altogether.
He looks like a boiled sweet that’s been dropped on the carpet.
I once made a music video for Sony Universal.
They paid me £4k.
They liked it a lot and asked if I would do another. I asked if the fee was the same and they said I’d be doing it for exposure.
I told them I’m capable of exposing myself.
I stuck it to them.
I’m still poor, but at least I’m not working for it.
All my heart still belongs to the canon HV20 forum. It taught me how to film, it taught me how to chat to people in an online community.
It was never about a camcorder. It was about connection.
Plus, you could search for stuff on google and the forum results would pop up. Good look with discord doing that.
Aye, and it sounds like it.
It’s perfect in its corny hyperbolic horror spook schlock.
It’s not war and peace.
Can you even imagine a case where someone spends note than an hour writing this stuff?
…Dave, I’ve slaved for weeks on this short two minute monologue that cribs from most every “horror” show out there?
Dunno, just feels like a vague statement with no real evidence.
Sort of like, “you wouldn’t know my girlfriend, she goes to a different school”.
…we didn’t start the fire…
Really, which scientists?
The comment section of that video demonstrates why many people ate put off by the Linux community.
Sure, the guy made a bad call on manjaro, but the weird smug comments and toxicity as a response seems disproportionate.
The arch userbase pretending they did something more difficult than follow a recipe.
If by us, you mean American christians, then sure.
Wait… The very notion of the seven deadly sins is a Christian construct… It only really applies to us anyway…
Ah. My bad. Carry on.
Right you are g’vnor
Rock it like a Brit. Most things in metric except for your height (feet and inches) and your car speed (miles per hour) and when you measure your manhood (inches… Or fractions thereof).
Also, milk is pints.
Land is acres.
And the ponies run furlongs.
I mean, I did mean run but also, yes, windows 10 is hot AF.
Oh no, I get you. I think we are a similar age.
I was at the Reading Festival in '96 and I think offspring were playing.
There was a slightly older guy stood in the middle of the crowd shouting, you call this punk… This ain’t punk. This ain’t shit.
The kids were laughing at him.
This week in Glasgow Green Day played a gig and all I saw was middle aged men and their daughters wearing matching merch t-shirts.
I’m assuming at some point I travel back in time to '96 to try to stop this.