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I think this dude is the guy I remember from Mastodon - I didn’t spend much time there. Pens some real bangers if so.
Couple of teeth, bit of an ear, part of a finger plus a couple of dents on my flesh. Something very big went “boom” near me. I’m also a bit deaf in one ear. I am incredibly lucky to have survived, let alone walk out. All of it will be patched up apart from the finger - even my hearing might come back. You might not notice if you pass me on the street but if you sat opposite me you probably would. It’s no big thing.
No party wants to lose voters. No company wants to lose customers. No house of worship wants to lose congregants. It’s that simple; I believe.
That I’m missing a couple of body parts… nothing that big, major or important though so it doesn’t really hinder me.
I’ve told you countless trillions of times to stop exaggerating.
Grab the pussy, then eat the pussy?
In European history this happened on the ninth of November.
I’ve never heard of that bracelet (surprise surprise) - talk about a pipe dream. I just want to be able to view diagrams and plans on something bigger than a phone. Whilst on site and off grid. And yes, I know they’re available on paper but… reasons. We use tough-tablets sometimes but their pretty cumbersome when not in use.
More screen space in a smaller portable form is of tremendous use to some people - until projectors come of age at least.
Ah, memories. Vagene. Pregante. Noice. Written English has had a hammering on the internet. We’ll all be spelling like Chaucer in another generation at this rate.
Honestly, where I operate, almost nobody uses (outgoing) sms/mms - unless their phone has actual physical buttons on it. It’s all iMessage for those who can or something like Viber for those who can’t. I can’t see why anybody would take a step backwards to RCS when it offered nothing that we haven’t already been doing for years - and it’s apparently network dependant.
Honestly, zero is a good solid points haul for some Only Connect rounds… my girlfriend did a victory lap of the house the first time she scored anything.
An actual, real, self-confessed, Hitler-loving Nazi? Yes. I’d punch them until my arm fell off and then I’d borrow my friend’s arm to punch them some more…