Miles O'Brien

Having done exactly 0 research, I going to assume it’s one of those “DO NOT PRESS OKAY UNLESS YOU ARE EXPERIENCED AND KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING” and someone went “pffft I know what I’m doing. click now what does this option do…”

If I die without saving someone else in the process I lose a bet.

And ma didn’t raise a loser.

Jokes on you, my knife cost me $40 in steel, wood, brass, and sanding belts because I make my OWN knives for my cooking.

You know, I think I might just have two hobbies and one saved me money on the other…

In my experience most adults can boil pasta.

… And boil it… And boil it… And DEAR GOD TAKE IT OFF THE STOVE AND DRAIN IT BEFORE IT BECOMES MUSH!

“throwing together a quick meal” should have it’s own word.

“cooking” to me implies you’re working on something worth the time it takes, something you want to put effort into.

But when I just got home, nothing is easy to make and I have to throw something quick together, it doesn’t feel like really cooking to me. Like im half assing it, it should have a half-assed name.

The difference between “cooking” and “hobby cooking” :

It kind of reads like the thought process of someone who just woke up, too.

Can confirm, am man, have shaved legs and stubble sucks ass and pops up too often to bother.

Does feel nice when smooth though.

so I thought it was a real instrument

… It is a real instrument. Like over 5,000 years old.

It was actually XT-15 that started drawing on the next clone, he had a bit of a rebellious phase in the vat he never quite grew out of.

He just told 16 that it was tradition and his just faded over time. It’s not like the guy fresh out of the jar knows tattoos are permanent… Yet.

They don’t fuck around with aviation investigations.

Whoever did it better leave absolutely no evidence and melt the gun before the alphabet squad comes pounding the door in.

That or it’s just a lone wolf good ol boy who deeply regrets his medication made him do that, and his pain and suffering from guilt is punishment enough.

Bro, just let XT-24 have a break.

Just give him a tramp stamp. Maybe a butterfly.

I’ve just been calling it twitter

I’ll never deadname a person, but I’ll deadname the shit out of a bigoted transphobic crybaby billionaire’s shitty website.

I would be going to prison or dead shortly after discovering that cops killed my dogs.

I care more about my dogs than I do about the vast majority of humans. And I care about humans way more than cops.

For those who want to either go insane, or have limitless limited gloating capability!

Limitless, because to those who know how difficult it is, they will never doubt your skill and dedication.

Limited because to those who don’t know, they don’t care.

And I will have absolutely none of that madness in my life, I’ve gotten enough suffering for many lifetimes… I don’t need to self inflict more!

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a date with Novice and only fun skulls…

More commonly referred to as LASO (Legendary All Skulls On)

Tldr people try to game image recognition, word filters, etc to increase visibility of their post on social media. It works.

People are slaves to the algorithm, even if they claim to not care. If you alter your post to increase visibility, you are playing by it’s rules.

By censoring even potentially blockable words, not only are they improving the odds it will go to a wider audience, they get people to comment “why is that word censored/why is there a random dot/erase spot?” which drives up engagement stats, thus sending it to even more people.

It’s the same society that just elected a fascist dictator-wannabe. No matter how many intelligent people you know, there’s enough to do that.

Maybe warning labels were a mistake…

It’s gonna be peak face-eating season during holidays when my parents go to retire during this presidency but find out that they can’t because social security doesn’t exist anymore, 75% of their paycheck goes to either the military budget or kings tribute tax, and everything has doubled in price.

you wouldn’t treat a broken ankle with strong painkillers and continue walking as if nothing was wrong just because it doesn’t hurt anymore - would you?

Of course not! We limp around trying to keep it from hurting, praying to any deity that will listen and some that won’t that it heals before you have to pay for a visit to urgent care.

The pills are just to help us go to work while we mentally figure out how many meals we will be skipping to pay for it.

Now ask me if I’m joking.