The gun is good!

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compiler or interpreter

I mean yeah I need a web browser, but I’m not coding in it.

PENIS

I am, but not on a Tesla.

RHQQ2?

I don’t remember it after that

Edit: yup!

It won’t get a chance; I’m not making an account.

I prefer the smell of Kanga, but maybe I’m just older.

It may be. But it’s not insanely complicated to synthesize NH₂CONH₂, and it’ll be far more pure than getting it from an animal’s waste. You just need ammonia, carbon dioxide, and some equipment (and know how to use said equipment without exploding things, so best to outsource the production).

Is the concern the additional chemicals that it may be mixed with due to the method of production? Because ammonia is ammonia is ammonia, regardless of source.

That’s the thing about chemicals, though. Ammonia from a penis is the exact same thing as ammonia from a factory. Despite what homeopaths would say, molecules don’t have a memory of where they’ve been. I suppose I can see an argument around sourcing chemicals from sources that minimize environmental harm.

Fun fact though, pee is composed almost entirely of chemicals.

So no washing your hair at all?

Or is there some whitelist of allowed chemicals? I assume at least water, but hopefully some kind of surfactant, too?

And no, I’m not being obtuse, I genuinely never know what people mean when they say things like this. Same as eating “clean”. It usually seems to be “clean means food that seems intuitively healthy to me” and “chemicals are things that seem intuitively scary to me”.

The universe, and especially the earth, were clearly intelligently created with humans in mind!

“I used to do programming when you could put code on your MySpace page”

I have all these cute little pets that bark, “Hello, World!”

I finally understand the appeal of pet play.

Younger siblings playing Mario on the second controller in one-player mode.

But then you have to unplug it for duck hunt.

What is yer mum’s bare arse, Trebek!

His tramp stamps were between the rolls, so I aimed.

Picturing that makes me grimace.