Me trying to show a zoomed where a file is on the network. Me: “Open file explorer” Zoomer: “What?” Me: “Files…” Zoomer: “Huh?” Me: “Just click the folder.” Zoomer: “Ohhhhhh”
Almost as bad as watching my boomer coworker open notepad and drag a file into it. Just double click or right click open with. Ahhhhh.
I’d only give up my dog over my dead body.
They were on the sidewalk not in the road. Last time I checked cars don’t drive on the sidewalk.
Why are you assuming a protest is in the road blocking traffic.
And then Elon musk made a shitty rap about it 3 years later for some reason.
How else would you be able to jerk off together?
Which is why conservative “comedy” is just a bunch of slurs. They can’t come up with actual jokes.
I rewatch that crossfire clip regularly. It’s my happy place.
I used to like going to the lake theater on weekdays I had off. Usually pretty empty, can get a nice burger and a beer and see a movie.
I stopped going because I’d almost get run over by rich, blonde women, driving large luxury SUVs while texting their real housewives of lake Oswego chat every single time. Haven’t been down that way in a decade and don’t miss it.
They’ll find a way to charge for the orgasm button. At minimum it will be a monthly subscription.
I think it’s also the unwillingness of the left to accept “baby steps” towards a goal. The right is perfectly happy to inch towards their endgame and it’s working.
Whats this about another face? I’m going to assume McKinley, since he needs a mountain in every state for some reason.
HBO go or max or whatever the fuck its been called censored the subtitles to the wire for some reason. My favorite was when it replaced “mother fucker” with “Maryland farmer.” I still use that as an insult sometimes.
Guess I’m more of a plumber than a chemist.
I could see mullvad for VPN. Not sure about mail/cal or password.
Pizzagate shooter met his end the same way just a few weeks ago. Are their cops who actually want justice?
To be fair the word contact is kinda sus. I had CPS “contact” when I broke my arm in kindergarten.
I was pushed off the play ground by another kid while at school. My parents were both at work. I had a lot of bruises they also didn’t like. I remember getting questioned about it at the hospital for what felt like forever. They kept pointing out scrapes and bruises and asking how that happened. I had no clue and kept saying from playing.
That sounds like the bare minimum to qualify as contact.