I’m sorry but. The. Bed. Never. Ever. Happened. I will die on this molehill.
I’m sorry but. The. Bed. Never. Ever. Happened. I will die on this molehill.
Much less unacceptable – thank you!
How come my Bing/DALLE pretends like it has only a vague idea of what specific people look like?
Where do I find me some non-alcoholic room-temperature 190-proof Everclear?
Literally feel like I got the wind knocked out of me
I used to loooooooooove making fun of people’s names… and I was shamefully old and very gay before I realized I was [saying it’s ok to be] picking on people for something they were essentially born with, over which they had no control, and which will be a strong part of their identity.
When we run out of alphabet, maybe we could settle on something like sexu-else/sexuelse/non-cis-het-hate/sexuallies???
Late-stage Tammy Wynette??
You’re amazing and I appreciate all your hard work and speedy reply. Thank you and thank you.
I didn’t see an issue about custom app icons in [this] the [most amazing] PWA [I’ve ever used]. Is that even possible? Are haptics?
[Keep up the amazing work! I have a mountain of Lemmy apps installed but keep coming back to Voyager.]
All the mental health we need is available on one sofa 😍
All. The. Cars. Look. The. Same. It. Is. Like. The. 1940s. Right. Now.
I’d love to see some sarcastic/ironic eye candy on this figurative and literal highway to hell.
Qui t’autorise à me tutoyer ?
On the other hand, “I’m Blue” by Edna, by Kitboga, is the zenith of human culture.
Mother tells me it’s never too late to abort
Not to worry: we’ll make sure you’re good and dead before we get that organ pumping
Trump called him “a puppet of the radical left”. So no. Absolutely not.
Apologies. Incoherence is my love language.
Things that don’t exist are the stuff of conservative nightmares. This story checks out.