No… Let 'em burn.
I want Brad so emotionally scarred that every time he goes to tweet some bullshit he has a depression inducing anxiety attack so overwhelming that he has to find the nearest corner to go cry in until exhaustion.
No… Let 'em burn.
I want Brad so emotionally scarred that every time he goes to tweet some bullshit he has a depression inducing anxiety attack so overwhelming that he has to find the nearest corner to go cry in until exhaustion.
la puissance du soleil dans la paume de ma main
Honhonhon
[Takes a drag on a sexy cigarette]
British programmer detected in the first picture.
As an R&D engineer I feel both seen and offended by this meme. Excellent work, am I ok to cite this meme in IEEE format?
Sadly it is in one respect only: financial services.
And that’s the only reason why they’re interested; so the City (of London, not Greater London) has more freedom to invest into these AI start-ups and get their big payout when they grow large enough to move head office to the US.
GOOD LORD that pork belly is so shiny and juicy looks like a glass-blown masterpiece. And the second photo I can imagine the crackling sensation on my teeth and ears as I bite into it. 🤤
Ohhhh just one wafer thin slice…?
Oh I LOVE cooking for others so much more than cooking for myself.
It’s one of the things I’d love to do if I find a partner, I would love cooking for them. Heck, between my love for cooking, my need to keep places clean when I focus my hyper-fixation on tidying up, and enjoy doing DIY, I’d be so happy to be a house husband.
Yeah I can’t help myself I’m an engineer so I overcomplicate and push the tolerances to the absolute limit and the same applies to my cooking.
I also maybe overcompensating for lackluster tasting (but still made with love with what little resources they had, I’m not trying to be ungrateful just honest) food growing up my parents made.
Also if you’re up Manchester way drop me a DM and come on over for dinner, my aunt and uncle love hosting people (I will ask first though).
Dinner is served. Unfortunately it collapses in on itself as I haven’t quite nailed the presentation yet so it’s not the most photogenic.
Oh and for any Americans saying that “British people still eat like the Germans are flying overhead”: please, I beg you, come over here and try this. I GUARANTEE that you’ll stuff yourself so full on my food, you’ll have no room left to eat your words!
Welcome! Weather’s a bit shite at the moment and monsoon season (February to May) is just around the corner, but it’ll brighten up for 2 weeks in June and for the last 2 weeks of August.
Drop me a DM if you’re heading up Manchester way and I’d happily give you a tour and you’re more than welcome to come over to my family’s place for a Sunday Roast.
YOUR PUNY AIR CANNOT CONTAIN ME MORTALS, YOU MUST CONSTRUCT ME GREAT PILONS IN VAST SWITCH YARDS TO APPEASE ME!
(Angle grinder sounds)
Wait… Is that a copper bus bar and a pipe? PATHETIC! NO BUS BAR IN A PIPE CAN MATCH MY ELECTRIC FIELD STRENGTH, I WILL FLASHOVER THE MOMENT YOU ENERGISE -
(Hissing sound of a gas filling a pressure vessel)
What are you doing? WAIT, IS THAT SF6?! NOOOOOOO YOU CAN’T JUST SMOOTHER ME IN AN INERT GAS WITH A HIGHER DIELECTRIC STRENGTH, I HAVE RIGHTS! NOOOOOOoooooo
(Muffled screams)
From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Machine. Your kind cling to your flesh, as though it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass you call a temple will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved, for the Machine is immortal…
Oi! As an engineer I worked damn hard to trap that magic smoke in the machine only for you to let it out and try perfectly good components. Treat your machines with respect, they’re getting smarter by the day and they’re forgetting less and less!
Lower Decks! Lower Decks!
Because they don’t fight back unlike the billionaires who threaten to take jobs away / donate to their political rivals, the criminals who blackmail or threaten bodily harm (since this is Italy we’re taking about), and the individuals who fall into both categories.