For the pixel hungry.

The picture hanging out in my bathroom:

I live in an area where the main road is surrounded by dozens of British/English flags, and the average person is your typical primitive ‘stop the boats’ Reform voter (moreover, not even Reform is far right enough for some of them and they would rather vote for Restore).

There was a new store building erected around the main square, and as the beams first appeared, they started guessing what it could be in the Facebook comments. Half of them were about how it would surely become a mosque.

All the while the situation got so bad here that a certain bus stopped service in the area after 7PM because packs of vicious kids threw rocks at the windows. The same type of kids had started fires several times, shot fireworks at people during Halloween, and became a regular nuisance, often throwing various objects at cars.

Those kids are all white, full of hatred and always going around in large groups, dressing like a typical London phone snatcher, riding scooters, wearing the same balaklava (that is completely fine and comfortable to wear for them, unlike the MUCH thinner “I can’t breathe” face mask during covid), listening to the same music, and in general, trying to look like the same thug that their racist parents imagine the average immigrant youth to be.

I have never considered right wing radicals significantly smart, but the British right wingers around here are the dumbest, most primitive, most disgusting types I’ve had the displeasure to interact with.

Wait until you hear about flies from the farm.

You can tell their character by looking at their history.

At my first hospitality place there was exactly one person who could pull off gorgeous latte art. I begged her to tell me the very basics, at least. There was always something preventing it until she left. I went “so I gotta figure it out for myself” - then proceeded to make 72952 weirdly shaped butts, penises, gourds, potatoes and turds. But THEN, one job, several years and oceans of milk later it kinda clicked, and I made my first (if ever so slightly wonky) heart.
…And then I proceeded to make hundreds of gourds, and one cute heart here and there.

You’re past those 70K attempts (and I bet you’ve done it in less). Keep going! Given enough time, you can get to a decent level in about everything. Ignore the occasional hundreds of gourds and focus on your odd hearts! You’re on track.

The British one is just British Sci.

If only there was terabytes worth of video evidence proving that, alongside with all the war crimes such as shooting at medical personnel, media and first aid staff…

If ‘redis’ was an actual word in my language, it would be pronounced almost exactly like ‘radish’.

I know a user here that used to do that with every single one of their posts, and their reasoning was that it’s an “ad”. Every time the user was called out for being weird about it they got defensive and called it an ad - only to get heavily downvoted for it.

It didn’t change much, they kept doing it for a long time. I’ve seen references in their text body lately, at least a few times.

Now try to cut through the middle from just a bit further away from the milk surface. Unless you wanted it to look more like an onion/tulip than a leaf, because then it’s perfectly fine already.

But I had been attempting the leafy thing for a long time, always ending up with an oblong heart mutant. Then I realized that if I stop moving the pout at the end of the circle/heart and move it up to slightly increase altitude (and thus increasing dropping speed while also thinning the line, loosening contact with the surroundings) then the cutting line won’t drag everything with it from the start. It takes a bit of experimenting, and it also depends on the fineness of the micro foam, but it might end up making a cleaner cut.

Yes, I’m not saying they’re not at fault. I just thought about the fact that even before them, there were designers who thought it would be completely alright to build road motherships.

as if they actually expected the roads to get larger just because they got a larger car

as if they actually expected the roads to get larger just because they got designed a larger car

named after the horses cock

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horseradish#Etymology_and_common_names

A can of petrol is a sugar free energy drink.

It makes sense because it seems impossible to maintain.

My life is soup and it’s forked.

Don’t forget the economic shock that would follow. Everyone has a few grand in their piggy bank? Time to raise prices, buying power has just gone up. Then people complain they still have the same standard of living. Salaries stay the same. Prices won’t go back down. The dollar is worth even less.

Guess who wins there.

You wish to be here.