Not long after I passed my test and was still an inexperienced driver, went down a road that takes you from the top of a big hill down to the bottom, the road being around five or six miles long with a sharp hairpin bend about half mile from the end.

Being fairly new to independent driving and not appreciating the joy of engine braking; I rode the brakes the entire way down. Towards the bottom, the smell from the brakes gave away the telltale smell that something was very wrong, and it was only on the approach to the hairpin that I realised that the brake pedal was going right to the deck and offering no retardation other than my own.

Even after forcing the car into second gear and steering left like I was in a one man yacht, I barely got round that corner.

I started to appreciate the need for escape lanes after that.

haven’t got opposable thumbs, have they?

I asked my eldest child what he wanted to do when he was older.

He said “I want to be one of those people that put cables into people’s houses”.

Absolute lad. Electricians are fucking voodoo workers. I don’t think he’ll ever be short of work either!

edit: that said, if I had to change career tomorrow, I think I’d go into either data networking at the physical layer, or work for a telecoms firm dropping fibre and sorting telephony dramas and whatnot.

Could have really stirred the pot in 2011 with “u mad bro?”

Three word word of the year. Would have been a banger.

sorry m8 u aren’t the one for me 😭

I’m a Lubuntu normie soz

“hey, I was just reading you complain about someone, fancy going out on a lemmydate* sometime??”

*I don’t actually want to think what a Lemmy date would entail

There’s a dude here who has a yank tank in a housing estate, and it’s ridiculous. It takes up most of their driveway, they only really shuttle the nine miles between house and town, looks daft in the school pickup rank, and must be costing him a fortune.

I would generally mind my own business and let him piss his own money up the wall… but it’s hard not to get frustrated at the fucking thing taking up a bigger space in an already-cramped parking area; and the emissions coming out of that thing must be horrendous.

Whether they’re being bought for their use-cases or not, they are being bought unfortunately 😢

Fourth for Summit.

Say what you like, Summit Squad are nothing if not dedicated.

It’s not to be taken literally - like other posts in the thread, it’s just using language and terminology that was common in the late 90s and early 00s when bulletin boards and forums were in their heyday 😊

Found Macho Man’s alt

gb2gbs

u just necro’d this post bro

My apologies 😂

In short, a cardboard box full of food that contains the fat and salt content that exceeds the recommended daily intake for an entire small African country, for about £12 (~US$20?) which is absolutely fantastic for filling you up after having one or two or seventeen too many alcoholic beverages that evening.

I’m not sure what part of the world you’re from but in the UK, Chinese restaurants and takeaways popularised then concept of the Munchy Box.

Basically, a pizza box rammed with carbs and meats - chips, rice, battered chicken balls, onion rings, satay sticks, salads, all sorts of shit.

It’s like a happy meal for an adult. Being absolutely smashed while troughing it only adds to the experience. Usually good for then following morning too.

Death Note would have a gash plot if Japan didn’t like a bit of punishment that wasn’t compatible with life.

Admittedly, I’d be much more likely to write in the Inconvenient Note so arseholes would find themselves wearing wet socks every day; encounter people who never finish their sentences; have to find a towel lying about the house before showering; or have every underfoot surface feel like a box of Lego.

Wireback sounds like an AI cover of a Justin Timberlake single.

It’s a bit of a wank article to be honest - it doesn’t even go on to say if the SIM was delivered. Why not wait the extra day and publish the article after it was due to be delivered?

If it didn’t get delivered then it’s easy meat for Trump-kicking, and if it did get delivered then you’d get some sort of review from some other poor fucker daft enough to sign up to it.

Bit of a waste of time really.

It’s the feeling that keeps on giving too. Learning and working with a Linux distro is full of little victories, even if they are sometimes a little more hard fought than a Windows resolution.

I can only imagine it’s how people feel when they perform a minor repair on their car or bicycle without taking it to a workshop and getting hosed for a three figure wad of cash.

Just this evening I learned the value of dpkg and fixed a broken Chrome install that had been bugging me for weeks if not months, and it’s a skill I can use again in future.

Maybe spend more than twelve dollars and a pizza for the poor intern that writes the intro sequence next time too!

In fairness, nobody specifically told me not to kill other folk or set people’s houses on fire or sexually harass folk. What I did have drilled in to me was an idea of mutual respect; personal boundaries; how not to be a complete dickhead (some may say I’ve not learned much at all about that bit); and how to coexist with others to make everyone’s day that little bit easier, regardless of their gender identity.

I can only assume those basic life lessons are either not being driven home as strongly as they should be in modern life; or there’s outside influences drowning out those voices.

I’m sorry to hear that you had some arsehole giving you such poor life “advice” though. I hope it hasn’t defined or shaped your values of intimacy. It’s yet another erosion of (what I’m assuming) are women’s rights from an early age, and it’s bang out of order.