Welp. That’s good enough for me! I’m coming over! 😉

Everywhere does right now :(

🤣 Abso_lutely_ none of the usual suspects have chimed in here.

I thought the same thing. I guess we live in a society?

🎶MARCHING as to WAR!🎶

If you don’t know you live in America you should quickly go check. It makes a big difference knowing where you live!

Brick. By Rian Johnson with Joseph-Gordon Levitt and Lukas Haas was very deliberately a throwback to good ol’ hard boiled detective noir.

I thought it worked quite well. It has an excellent on-foot chase sequence, if nothing else.

I don’t know if that’s specifically their issue, but holy shit this guy’s not kidding. Dead butt syndrome is 100% a thing.

TIL

These dudes and their weird tubby gut, butt pushed all the way out, shoulders hunched forward posture. Drumpf and Orban are serious offenders, but there are SO many in their echelon of society when you start looking out for them.

SquirtleHermit WRECKS unwanted hyperbole. Leaves Lemmy user SPEECHLESS!

Holy shit. It’s insane that random AI generated drivel and misinformation has already started seeping into random conversations like this. It really has already become completely ubiquitous, hasn’t it? 🤦🏻‍♂️ OOF

Diamanda Galas, Yma Sumac… what are some others? We might be birds of a feather here.

“Shitrag.” I just wanted to say it too. “Shitrag.”

😋

Wholesome 😊

Crazy how much leverage the “granny vote” gets you here. It blew my mind when I saw that Fico poster that was just him surrounded by an adoring crowd of grannies.

Did not know there was a radio play. Ta!

Pontypool Changes Everything by Tony Burgess was also a NUTS book. Definitely check it out. The scope is much wider than the flick and as a result it’s a lot more uneven. I still really dig it.

I see you’re already familiar with our portfolio. The previous model required an item of clothing, preferably a shoe, in order for the target to be “serviced” correctly. This version simply requires a photograph of the intended victim’s unadorned foot. Right or left, the BawlSac™️ cares not.

Salitter is my answer to this one every time.

The silence. The salitter drying from the earth. The mudstained shapes of flooded cities burned to the waterline. At a crossroads a ground set with dolmen stones where the spoken bones of oracles lay moldering. No sound but the wind.

Here, also.