Or even a rival cocaine dealer

He’s looking for the number to call on the sign that indicates the vending machines are ran by a third party company, then he can talk to a customer service representative after spending over an hour trying to get through the AI support, after providing all his personal information, a video of the incident, and a drop of his blood he’ll get a check mailed to him in 6-16 weeks, maybe.

It will also tell you a password is incorrect using a VPN in certain cases, which is an okay security measure, but it can be pretty annoying till you figure out what’s going on.

No, they care about their customers, their users are not their customers.

Literally just a line in one of her songs, nothing deeper.

Nailed God, yeah, I’m stealing this

I think more just thinking the best of intentions, than overthinking but I think you’re right in this case.

Billie Eislish did say it more succinctly though, damn.

Maybe a bot or translation, I have no clue what “Watermarks assume the reader is guilty by default and that they won’t mention the source.” Is possibly supposed to mean

It’s fun watching people who understand the ACAB concept turn around and go to church, like have you even begun applying the same logic there?

Are you coming home from the store with that milk yet? It’s been 20 years.

Dad?

Prototype

I… Uh don’t want to know, but at this point, pretty much have too, I’d also hope that googling “blood and cum wall” whatever you’re talking about would be the first result, but anyone want to save me a Google? *For anyone wondering I guess he had some kind of dental work and would wipe blood on the wall due to depression or whatever his base eats up. I’m depressed AF I don’t let my body fluids linger much longer than a day, definitely don’t steam them

K, I think they all deserve high velocity therapy to fix their broken brains.

Banning routers today, Reuters tomorrow.

So like one a day?

It’s not all that different for restaurants, you could go to 10 different ones and get the same Sysco Tyson chicken patty.

I mean is there a word for someone who accepts the possibility of a god but there’s absolutely no way it’s the Christian or any of the other established gods?

And they marry children instead of just molesting them like an upstanding Christian!