Back in the day, when I installed my very first Linux OS, I had a wireless stick from Netgear. Wireless Drivers back then were abysmal, so I had to compile them from source (literally 15 mins after seeing a TTY for the first time). After I had found out how build-dependencies and such worked somehow and ./configure completed successfully for the first time, the script ended with the epic line:

configure done. Now type 'make' and pray

The enemy of my enemy, eh?

glibc 2.36 is all you’ll ever need, okay? Go away with those goddamn backports!

What misery are we talking about?

That’s what happens when Fred smugly tried to pull the hood from the ghost who was supposed to be the gardener or some shit. The fucking hood turned out to be no hood, but a ghost emblazoned with the emblem of Zuul.

Furthermore, Calvin is well aware that he’s talking nonsense.

I wholeheartedly agree, just for different reasons than presented here. Yet, especially as long as they look like moles, posting them isn’t that bad.

I’ve never posted pictures of my child online. I don’t even post them on private chats. Just via my immich instance to his grandmas and aunts.

Also das hättest du jetzt aber einfach googeln können

–Community Experte Woher ich das weiß: professionelle Erfahrung

So because you don’t understand which feelings this almost blind ugly little meatbag in that photo represents, there will be those who do and who will share the joy, making the world a little less depressing as fuck. Which is a benefit. But of course,. because you can’t understand that, no one possibly can.

What has my patriotism got to do with some rodent on another continent?

If your baby has that many teeth at that age, there is something wrong

Besides: it’s not their problem that you can’t empathize with people who are feeling more love and joy than you could ever imagine.

ChatGPT in a nutshell

That’s precisely the kind of competition they will not beat me in. I can descend into depths most people didn’t even know were reachable by the gutter.

Especially with such careless failures. If some employee was tricked through a well-planned social engineering attack, or they used some mega obscure day0 vulnerability, I’d not be happy, but shit happens, I guess. But not sending my phone number when someone just posts some GET command to an API should be a no-brainer…

That one was a wild ride

I now feel like giggling and throwing up at the same time. A rather confusing sensation.

Oh no, you’re not in trouble. This is where the fun begins. 😈

This looks like some stupid party game, so what’s on their mind is probably copious amounts of alcohol.

Leaves me to wonder how abysmal the deleted memes were

Whenever someone deserved a dick pick it’s the guy behind those texts.