Transporter Room 3

My mother keeps sending stuff over Facebook, my sister keeps inviting me to supposedly important events over Facebook, my work wants me to use twitter, and my brother in law keeps sending tiktock videos.

I remind all of them that I don’t use social media, and my Facebook account is only up for the 2 times a year I need it to get ahold of otherwise-unreachable people. If you want something, send me a text or email and be direct.

Kojima dropped David Hayter like a sack of rotting potatoes, they can both get fucked.

The corpo can get fucked extra hard though.

Can I get the N2 delivery system? you don’t have to worry about installing anything, just keep breathing and you won’t even notice the installation.

Yes, that is part of the joke.

My grandparents didn’t even update their will when my sister and I were born.

Then you’re camping!

Gotta be unpredictable, the nozzles can smell intent.

From my understanding, it’s how many processes it’s running?,

Could be open tabs, but my Firefox always has at least (3) even when I’ve just opened it.

I would bet that you’re all guys

Weirdly sexist take…

Every time I get downvoted, I move an inch closer to the exit door of this community.

Lol OK bye.

Nobody gives a shit and complaining about down votes is the quickest way to get them.

Guess what! Outside of a few custom instances that for some reason want to be reddit, the fediverse doesn’t track your total karma.

Unless you’re going back to keep track of your comments for some weird reason, the only time you see a down voted comment is when you get replies.

I could have hundreds of net down votes by now, but I don’t know because luckily my instance doesn’t track votes.

The point is, it’s a little number next to an arrow. Who gives a shit.

… Aren’t we all, in one way or another?

I mean, I’ve had my knee crushed by a sledgehammer. My left hand has been run through with a knife. I’ve taken a bullet to the hip through a vehicle door.

Doesn’t mean I don’t still feel pain when I get a sack slap.

“gender is a construct”

My wife thinks it’s too bitter.

Of course, I only tried it originally because TNG, but I liked it from the start.

My sweating is genetic, my mother’s side of the family is all the same. I sweat at 300 the same as 160.

Working out for health reasons sucks, but if you’ve got enough reason for it, show that workout who’s boss. Spite is as good a reason as any. Staving off diabetes is even better.

My dude, I totally appreciate that you’re trying to help, and please don’t stop encouraging people to work out because it REALLY DOES WORK for most people, but I spent the better part of a decade doing all kinds of things, from yoga to iron man segments, and not a single thing was enjoyable beyond the small amount of satisfaction of having done something hard and finished it.

I dropped 120lbs, and have stayed relatively the same weight since 2015, even with all the other stuff.

So I’m sure I learned more healthy habits, hence the weight being kept off, and I don’t regret a second of it, I have no desire to try again.

The only working out now is biking for enjoyment with my wife. And also when she feels the desire to go to the gym, I go with her.

Of all the “fancy” teas, Earl Grey is the best. Anyone who disagrees is simply wrong.

In my best bane impression: for you

I never got any “good feelings” from my healthy times. Working out was tiring and a chore. No matter how I worked out, with whom, where, for how long… No “workout buzz”

I got down to a 7 minute mile. Not amazing or difficult by any stretch, but not one getting there did I ever experience “the runner’s high”

Eating well gave me slightly more energy, but not enough to justify the extra cost and time to prepare.

I literally am not capable of “good sleep” without medication, and I can’t even afford the medications anymore.

I’ll just keep eating whatever I want, only exercising when someone asks me to, and trying to get as much sleep as possible before the sun rises until I hit my (definitely early) grave.

So like… Are people thinking this is serious, and not recognizing the fact that it’s pointing out ridiculous arguments that some Bad-faith argumentatives like to make?

I’ve heard plenty of people in all seriousness say women don’t understand the pain of getting hit in the balls, but like… Nobody sane and rational actually believes that.

If you really DO think women, who have ENTIRE HUMANS SHOCED OUT OF THEIR VAGINA, can’t understand pain? Yes, getting hit in the balls hurts. I’ve been hit more times than I care to remember.

If anyone really DOES think women don’t get that kind of searing pain, look up “Childbirth perineal tear” and promptly lose all confidence in your argument.