When I accidentally spilled some (unheated) chicken broth on my dog the other day, I hoped it might teach her a lesson about being in the kitchen when I’m preparing food. It did not.
When I accidentally spilled some (unheated) chicken broth on my dog the other day, I hoped it might teach her a lesson about being in the kitchen when I’m preparing food. It did not.
This’ll probably be an “agree to disagree,” but I think most websites do make good faith efforts to lower bot usage. Not because I trust them or anything, but because the perception that bot spam is out of control is bad for their bottom line. It drives away real users and high bot activity makes advertisers disinclined to trust that the high traffic is of any value.
You’ll trip balls so hard survival isn’t guaranteed.
The tragic thing, though, is that if lemmy ever “takes off”, there’s nothing about it that will make it any more resistant to bots and trolls.
It’s kinda like back when Macs had no viruses, because nobody bothered.
He’s setting expectations appropriately with that shirt, what more do you want?
Was he actually illiterate? That might have went over my head when I watched it as a kid.
puffs skooma
Sorry for being a job creator, n’wah.
Mmm, glowing orange juice.
Pulls out dual flathead screwdrivers
En garde!
The last decent republican president
I’d kill for a Hetap.
It’s the coconut at the end that just makes it ^chef’s kiss^ perfect.
I’ll start my own gym. With catgirls and a second goddamn bench press rack.
So true. No gym I’ve ever been to has been willing to put in a cat ear machine.
Art history class in college was as useful as I expected, but more interesting than I expected.
I’m concerned about the less rotted corpse employing living humans. Sounds like nepotism to me.