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[–] [email protected] 17 points 10 hours ago (2 children)

90s Mentadent got you, bro.

[–] [email protected] 4 points 10 hours ago

/thread

Holy shit.

[–] [email protected] 8 points 10 hours ago* (last edited 10 hours ago) (1 children)

You know the answer, right?

The people in Katrina were mostly black people.

I know Kanye is a crazed fucking idiot now, but he talked real talk for one moment in his life when he said "George Bush doesn't care about black people."

[–] [email protected] 68 points 14 hours ago* (last edited 14 hours ago)

Both Gravity Falls and the Amazing World of Gumball have absolutely top tier writing. 100% both Dipper and Gumball are "off-model" in OPs image. For this seemingly being a "we're so sick of the CalArts style" example people must not know that the creator of Gumball, Ben Bocquelet, is fucking French and the show is produced in Europe.

I'm in my forties and Gumball is legitimately one of the funniest cartoons I have seen in two decades.

Also, Gumball stands out on it's own because the norm for cartoons for a long time has seemed to have been the Gravity Falls/Adventure Time/Steven Universe formula of comedy mixed with a bunch of serious undertones and long-form story. There is no long-form story with Gumball, with the voice actors literally resetting multiple times and making jokes about switching voices no less. There hasn't really been an extremely funny cartoon of that variety (that I have seen personally) since the Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack, and Gumball positively outshines Flapjack.

Finally, it also ignores how Gumball absolutely pulls faces like this. Here's a couple screenshots I just pulled from episodes I remember.

EDIT: In other news a new season of Gumball after a seven year haitus is dropping later this month.

[–] [email protected] 8 points 16 hours ago* (last edited 16 hours ago)

Where in ~~time~~ the multiverse you say?

[–] [email protected] 3 points 16 hours ago* (last edited 16 hours ago) (8 children)

Is there a particular reason you need an nvidia gpu? Like plans to do local LLMs or other projects that really require a nvidia gpu?

Because I am just so pleased with AMD for gpus in Linux. So simple.

Not knocking your choice, just trying to understand it. Everyone has valid reasons for why they choose their setups.

Edit: nevermind I am so confused by the new naming schemes I thought this was an nvidia, others have informed me its an AMD. Nevermind me I am a dingus.

[–] [email protected] 29 points 16 hours ago

She's also a Republican in all the worst kind of ways. Looking at her Wikipedia page just... Yikes.

[–] [email protected] 2 points 17 hours ago

Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.

[–] [email protected] 34 points 18 hours ago* (last edited 18 hours ago) (3 children)

I think what people keep overlooking about "optics" is that a mass number of people will never see this news because they only digest news through algorithmically controlled content providers that give them more of what they already believe.

The number of people going directly to traditional media outlets keeps shrinking in favor of YouTube shorts, Tiktok, Facebook, Snapchat, and Instagram

[–] [email protected] 29 points 18 hours ago* (last edited 18 hours ago)

File this under "No Shit, Sherlock!"


Although it is nice to have evidence to support the obvious.

[–] [email protected] 42 points 18 hours ago

The cost of making spambot AI reveal themselves in all caps rhyming poetry?

Priceless.

For everything else there's Mastercard.


It feels odd/uncomfortable that we have AI governance working at credit card companies, but I guess you could do worse than someone who actually understands how to bait them.

 

For the first time in a long time, I have a woman asking me if I want to meet for a coffee.

I'd love to, but some fucking moron decided to dig without calling first and busted open a water main for the whole neighborhood and now I can't even take a shower. I am about to go to the store to buy a bunch of jugs of water just so I can flush the toilet.

No timeline on when it's going to be fixed, either.

Sometimes it really feels like the universe just likes to spit in my fucking face and then laugh at me.

 

This is where the party ends
I can't stand here listening to you
And your racist friend
I know politics bore you
But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you
And your racist friend

It was the loveliest party that I've ever attended
If anything was broken I'm sure it could be mended
My head can't tolerate this bobbing and pretending
Listen to some bullet-head and the madness that he's saying

This is where the party ends
I'll just sit here wondering how you
Can stand by your racist friend
I know politics bore you
But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you
You and your racist friend

This is where the party ends
I can't stand here listening to you
And your racist friend
I know politics bore you
But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you
And your racist friend

Out from the kitchen to the bedroom to the hallway
Your friend apologizes, he could see it my way
He let the contents of the bottle do the thinking
Can't shake the devil's hand and say you're only kidding

This is where the party ends
I can't stand here listening to you
And your racist friend
I know politics bore you
But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you
And your racist friend

 

This is where the party ends
I can't stand here listening to you
And your racist friend
I know politics bore you
But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you
And your racist friend

It was the loveliest party that I've ever attended
If anything was broken I'm sure it could be mended
My head can't tolerate this bobbing and pretending
Listen to some bullet-head and the madness that he's saying

This is where the party ends
I'll just sit here wondering how you
Can stand by your racist friend
I know politics bore you
But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you
You and your racist friend

This is where the party ends
I can't stand here listening to you
And your racist friend
I know politics bore you
But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you
And your racist friend

Out from the kitchen to the bedroom to the hallway
Your friend apologizes, he could see it my way
He let the contents of the bottle do the thinking
Can't shake the devil's hand and say you're only kidding

This is where the party ends
I can't stand here listening to you
And your racist friend
I know politics bore you
But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you
And your racist friend

 

Oh I can still remember
Jenny Hernando
She was my little lovely one
When I was seventeen
I remember the day that she
Gave me her virginity
And then she gave it to everyone
In our vicinity

Oh I can still remember
Julie Tolentino
The dancing Filipino
We used to run around
Her and Flouncin' Freddy
Were going hot and steady
Now she runs a dyke bar
The biggest one in town

I can still remember my
Old friend Todd Squellati
I watching him snort a
Milkshake right up his nose
He slurped it up the left side
Blew it out the right side
How he ever kept it down
I will never know

Of course I still remember
Ol' Flouncin' Freddy
We were pumping gas
Down at El Sobrante Shell
His Mustang was his pride 'n' joy
He liked to dance the cowboy
He'd hang out at Jack In the Box
But eat at Taco Bell

 

Oh I can still remember
Jenny Hernando
She was my little lovely one
When I was seventeen
I remember the day that she
Gave me her virginity
And then she gave it to everyone
In our vicinity

Oh I can still remember
Julie Tolentino
The dancing Filipino
We used to run around
Her and Flouncin' Freddy
Were going hot and steady
Now she runs a dyke bar
The biggest one in town

I can still remember my
Old friend Todd Squellati
I watching him snort a
Milkshake right up his nose
He slurped it up the left side
Blew it out the right side
How he ever kept it down
I will never know

Of course I still remember
Ol' Flouncin' Freddy
We were pumping gas
Down at El Sobrante Shell
His Mustang was his pride 'n' joy
He liked to dance the cowboy
He'd hang out at Jack In the Box
But eat at Taco Bell

 

I run my mouth and it's not great
But you broke my heart on my birthday
You said, "Don’t cry, you're making this harder"
Well goddamn you're just like your father

But if I beg you, would you stay with me?
And if I stay up, would you lay with me?
In the morning you can leave again
And I promise I won’t lose my shit
Call all my friends, call off the wedding
Leave me at the altar, give me a good ending
'Cause you're a good man, you do everything right
And when I get psychotic you don't put up a fight
But you need a vacation, a break from my love
'Cause I'm always wasted and I need too much
With my splintering syntax, hysterical grammar
Parenthetical sadness, it doesn't really matter
I'm not a runaway bride, wasn’t born for deceiving
I love you too much, I’m no good at leaving

Who's gonna hold you now?
I won’t wait around to find out
Who's gonna get you high?
Let you take the stars from their eyes
Baby please, it's not gonna be me
You should get a ride home
From someone who loves you

Did you show up just to hurt me?
Just to waste my time, or just to look at me?
Did you think that I would beg you?
Did you wanna make me cry?
Oh, what a tragedy

'Cause life’s so sweet and my friends adore me
Honestly, baby, you bore me now
I'm having fun again
One more time just so you remember
No one's gonna do the things I did to you
And when you come back

I'm gonna make you crawl
It's dangerous to get what you want
Who's gonna calm you down?
You always got so nervous in a crowd
Baby, why do you look so tired?
You should get a ride home
From someone who loves you

Is this a worthy goodbye?
You drained the sun from my sky
To light up the halo above you
Well, God help the next girl that loves you

 

I run my mouth and it's not great
But you broke my heart on my birthday
You said, "Don’t cry, you're making this harder"
Well goddamn you're just like your father

But if I beg you, would you stay with me?
And if I stay up, would you lay with me?
In the morning you can leave again
And I promise I won’t lose my shit
Call all my friends, call off the wedding
Leave me at the altar, give me a good ending
'Cause you're a good man, you do everything right
And when I get psychotic you don't put up a fight
But you need a vacation, a break from my love
'Cause I'm always wasted and I need too much
With my splintering syntax, hysterical grammar
Parenthetical sadness, it doesn't really matter
I'm not a runaway bride, wasn’t born for deceiving
I love you too much, I’m no good at leaving

Who's gonna hold you now?
I won’t wait around to find out
Who's gonna get you high?
Let you take the stars from their eyes
Baby please, it's not gonna be me
You should get a ride home
From someone who loves you

Did you show up just to hurt me?
Just to waste my time, or just to look at me?
Did you think that I would beg you?
Did you wanna make me cry?
Oh, what a tragedy

'Cause life’s so sweet and my friends adore me
Honestly, baby, you bore me now
I'm having fun again
One more time just so you remember
No one's gonna do the things I did to you
And when you come back

I'm gonna make you crawl
It's dangerous to get what you want
Who's gonna calm you down?
You always got so nervous in a crowd
Baby, why do you look so tired?
You should get a ride home
From someone who loves you

Is this a worthy goodbye?
You drained the sun from my sky
To light up the halo above you
Well, God help the next girl that loves you

47
Me When Lamp (lemmy.blahaj.zone)
 
 
 

Now, George was a good straight boy to begin with,
but there was bad blood in him someway
he got into the magic bullets and
that leads straight to Devil's work
just like marywanna leads to heroin
You think you can take them bullets and leave 'em, do you?
Just save a few for your bad days.
well...

Well, now we all have those bad days when we can't hit for shit.

The more of them magics you use,
the more bad days you have without them
So it comes down to finally
all your days being bad without the bullets
It's magics or nothing.
Time to stop chippying around and kidding yourself,
kid, you're hooked, heavy as lead

And that's where old George found himself.
Out there at the crossroads.
molding the Devil's bullets.
Now a man figures it's his bullets,
so it'll hit what he wants to hit.
But it don't always work out that way

You see, some bullets is special for a single aim.
A certain stag, or a certain person
And no matter where you aim, that's where the bullet will end up.
And in the moment of aiming, the gun turns into a dowser's wand,
and point where the bullet wants to go

(George Schmidt was moving in a series of convulsive spasms
like someone in an epileptic fit
with his face distorted, and his eyes wild, like a lassoed horse
bracing his legs but something kept pulling him on.
And now he is picking up the skulls and making the circle.)

I guess old George didn't rightly know what he was getting himself into,
the fit was on him and it carried him right to the crossroads.

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