Naah, Moose came later, he was the chap who came down from a mountain with a couple of iPads, then drove out of the desert in a Triumph, or something like that.

Shouldn’t be a problem in a couple of years as russia’s economy tanks under the weight of putin’s war, Google’ll get change from a dollar bill if they wait it out.

Listening to music.

I was playing some music on my cassette player at school one day, but it wasn’t rock’n’roll according to the renowned expert that was discussing the situation with me, therefore it was “gay”.

I fucking think it’s because they’re fucking worried that fucking people on fucking Lemmy might be fucking offended by the fucking word fuck and its fucking derivatives. Let’s fucking hope they fucking bookmark this fucking post and fucking come back to it in a few fucking weeks to see if anything’s fucking happened to it. Fuck fuckity fuck fuck - fuck fuck.

But it’s tricky to read if it’s not stationary.

Yeah but those little bastards started it. People call what’s happening in Gaza a genocide but that’s nothing compared with the mozzie kill count.

L for Lemmy

Yeah, but someone would be offended by some perceived DEI lack.

Easily. Step 1: become a billionaire, as in the image. Step 2: create 999 millionaires. Congratulations, you’re now a millionaire!

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Huh? When are you guys celebrating Halloween? The only Friday 13ths in 2024 are in September and December.

Also I thought the calendar cycles every 400 years. So if Fri 13th Oct 2024 exists, which it doesn’t, then Fri 13th Oct 1624 and 2424 also, er, don’t exist.

♫ In the year 2424, if trolls are still alive… ♫

Brit here. Not saying the NHS has no problems, long waiting lists being the most obvious, and on a practical/personal note shared wards, but at least in principle if the doc says you need X then you get X. There’s no beancounter to persuade that you really need this thing who then says no anyway. There might be another step: GP -> specialist -> diagnosis -> solution but in principle it’s pretty straightforward. It’s funded by a 9% tax so you pay according to your ability, and it’s free at the point of delivery to all British citizens.

If the solution is a pill or potion from the chemist then you get it free if you’re on a low income, but at a capped price on prescription.

Because it’s free to use, you (can) go to the doc as soon as you have a problem, unlike in the USA where you dread massive bills so you hope it goes away on its own, meanwhile it gets worse so you go when you have to and when the bills are at their highest. And because the NHS is tied into the government who regulate the pharmaceutical industry they (should but don’t always) get best prices on everything, along with bulk discounts because it’s just one buyer for the whole country.

I’m probably oversimplifying a lot here; I don’t work in the NHS so this is just my view as an outsider. I think there are some regional variations; every so often “NHS postcode lottery” comes up in the news, but I don’t know how they work.

Ah but that’s where all this gender fluidity/ambiguity gets interesting. OP might be a trans-dude, so “she” (apologies for the hypothetical deadgendering but it’s illustrative) would technically then be straight with no risk of butt defects (unless they did that of course) but with some risk of birth defects as he could then have been impregnated by his dad.

OK, so what skill is needed to put Box A into Box B where Box B is three times the size of Box A?

What does the training involve?

Are there really people out there who can’t do that (excluding reasons like physical disability)?

Given the size of the boxes my Amazon stuff comes in you’d have to be extremely challenged not to be able to get that stuff in there. They’re not exactly solving the Knapsack Packing Problem multiple times a day.

Not as bad as the Yanks. We have a number of socialist policies here which are all very useful.

It’s just American corporate FUD. Either you’re a complete balls-out capitalist, or you’re an ultra-commie. Nothing inbetween. Mention the EU and they stick their fingers in their ears and yell

I’ve played Dwarf Fortress (since 0.31). I’m not in the least bit suprised. It is seriously addictive.

As for myself I’ve had way too many “I’ll just…” then “oh damn it’s 3am again”.

That’s because the cat’s name is “6 ice cold beers”.

Another splendd Kapwng cartoon.