Now you’re on about low pay, what are you even talking about? Changing companies is the best thing for increasing salary and you’re here acting like a child terrified of losing your job… have you ever even worked at a company on salary? You sound like you’re talking about something you are clueless about. Stop being so afraid, go change jobs.

Education is investment in our species future… teachers aren’t billionaires, they’re not overpaid.

I don’t think you know what “meme” means… it doesn’t mean “thing that gets posted once and never again” actually it means the exact opposite

It’s one of the things I’ve bounced off of many times, but each time I come back and give it another shot it gets a bit easier until one day I thought, hey this isn’t as bad as I used to think. Not really a ringing endorsement, but I definitely don’t hate it anymore. I would still rather do as much as I possibly can in Krita though.

He looked at me. And I looked at him. And he looked at me. And I looked at him. And he says what did you want again?

You are number 6!

That’s what they said… they said they had bad feet from years of wearing those shitty shoes.

The fact that you don’t understand that you’re NOT saying the same thing… is pretty sad. Not sure if it’s because you have poor reading comprehension or that you’re just so clearly emotionally invested in this that you can’t see it clearly, but either way, it’s pretty sad.

But possession is 9/10 of the law which means means this is only 9/40 or .225 illegal

I’ve definitely had a similar feeling with band names and brand names, etc. You’re just so used to hearing them that they are their own thing without being the component words that the name contains.

Where did they say the government handed out credit scores? The meme was pointing out a double standard, not saying the government hands out credit scores.

This entire comment is just you admitting you have below average reading comprehension.

Home is a state of being in addition to a location.

Down with specificity! We want the confusion that arises from ambiguity! Things were confusing in my day and I will not put up with people being able to understand each other! Harrumph to you good sir! A harrumph and another harrumph for good measure!

I used to play a high level monk and had, I don’t even remember now, but something like 20-30 attacks per turn. Rolling for all that was bad enough. If you were playing with actual dice rolling 120d4 would give everyone else a chance to go to the store every time you took a turn.

Big mistake not hanging around to at least test the waters after a few replies

You’d have to find people who knew how to do those things. Cisterns, aqueducts, and even farming didn’t just happen, they developed over time of people figuring out small things, and passing on the information generation after generation and building on the knowledge slowly. For the vast majority of human history, we didn’t do these things.

Take ten or twenty random people from modern society and see how many of them know how to grow plants in a harsh environment and good luck getting one who knows how to work with stone. Just look back into our past, even relatively modern history, how often groups of people who were experienced farmers with passed down knowledge were almost, or actually were, starved out by the environment. Surviving is hard, even for those who have practised it. Modern society has made us forget that. Nature is waiting to own us again, and when she does, it will be brutal and nowhere near as easy as you make it sound. There’s a reason we almost went extinct numerous times.

If you could hand pick a group of survivors, sure you could make a community, but you don’t get to hand pick. You get who you happen to meet out of those who happen to survive which means random, which means good luck keeping the required skill sets alive.

Ah this brings back the memories of the race to close pop-ups as you can hear your parents coming home. For every one you close, three pop up to take it’s place. You can hear the key in the lock. Sweat pouring down your face you finally do it, you hit the last X and nothing new pops up. You have defeated the pop-ups… this time.

I’m sure I’ll get shredded for this, but I keep my passwords in a notebook. Every once in a while I go through and change them all into other random nonsense and reorganize to keep it neat. I am a bit of a notebook fanatic and a have a whole shelf full of them. If someone ever broke into my house there’s no way they’re going through all of them to find anything like that. If the house burned down, maybe a bit of a problem, but as long as I have my phone I can get my email back, and between my phone and email I can get any of the important ones back as well.

If I had corporate or government secrets and was the target of espionage I’d probably rethink, but the danger of anything is so minuscule.

How would linking one of the many posts you saw “all over twitter” break your anonymity?

I got 2632… for some reason uploading a 9kb jpg and it says it is too large… wtf…

But yeah, this game is awesome, thanks! The feeling of about to die and then boom, first watermelon ever is pretty amazing!