Gen-Xer here, and I used to hate those furry-tailed rats. In one of my old apartments, one lived in the eaves of my building near my window and used to wake me up chewing on shit all the time. I’ve worked 2nd and 3rd shift jobs most of my adult life, and have found it hard enough to get other humans to respect my sleep time, let alone some rabid rodents that everyone else thinks are cute. I’m pretty much indifferent to them now, not being a property owner, but I can definitely understand why people hate them.

There used to be a clip on Fu Kung (remember that?) where a dude set up a trap on his back porch with a basket and some bungie cords, and when the squirrel took the bait, the guy cut the tether and flings the unsuspecting little bugger like 30 or 40 yards.

I don’t believe he gives much of a shit either way about politics. I think he reacts which ever way he thinks the wind is blowing in order to get more clicks, and thereby, get more money. The only thing I ever saw him get passionate about was when he was going apeshit over Chinese bot-farmers in WoW. I figure Blizzard must have paid him a huge wad to shut him up, because I hardly see him comment on gaming anymore, but I hardly watch him anymore either because he’s just too annoying.

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Welcome to the shit-lib Ecco chamber.

The two-party system is a fucking joke. Voting for Rethuglicans is fascist bootlicking. Voting for Democrats is just rainbow-colored fascism. Both sides just virtue signal to their base about identity politics, but change nothing fundamentally that will anger the true masters: the oligarchs who really run shit.

At my apartments they have it in the lease that we are not allowed to use Drano, becase our pipes are pvc. I use a coathanger that I’ve put a little hook on with pliers. My gf has long hair, and sheds like a goddam collie.

I’m kind of a fat-ass (5’11" 235 lbs.) with the 'betes, so I also sleep with a fan. I find the fan isn’t quite enough, so I try to keep the temp in the appartment below 70°F (66-68°F ideally). I like to read before bed to get myself “out of my own head”, preferabbly something interesting but not too interesting like Neitzsche, Oliver Sachs, David Graeber.

Well I didn’t until now.

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It’s easier for religious people to believe in original sin than to accept that one day they’re going to die and they won’t get to meet Space Santa.

I think Ragnar the Red was kind of a pig, so really just don’t be a pig.

Not “crazy” per se, but west of the Mississippi, cities are set up on a grid, whereas eastern cities look like their planning was established by throwing a plate of spaghetti at a wall.

As a fan of the Diablo franchise, I knew D4$ was going to be complete dogshit, so I never bought it. Every time I watch one of the professional streamers complain, I laugh my ass off. I think Hawg had it right; their plan is to dribble content to the player base a little at a time as a money grab.

Do you know how much garlic bread I can make for $5? A bunch, and fucking good too!

Peanut butter. Generic peanut butter is downright nasty. Skippy or Jiff for me.

I recently quit my job over this exact thing. I am (was) the highest producer in my department for a certain metal part in my whole department. My department consisted of 4 different machines and ran 3 shifts. The next highest producer in my department might have 70 to 75% of my production for the year. I found out one lazy ass, who’s output is less than half of mine, makes a dollar more that me.

On my Facebook feed there was a Transformer toy in the shape of Starbug called Smegatron.

One place I worked had end of shift meetings every day for the transition between third and first shift. First shift was supposed to get there 15 minutes early, but hardly ever did. This was a stand-up meeting at the end of an 8 hour shift. Look assholes, I’m tired and I wanna go home.Your disrespect of my time isn’t helping my attitude toward this shit-hole company. Also, apparently, they didn’t need to do this for second shift, because, you know, first shift is tired and wants to leave on time. Imagine that. I ended up quitting when they tacked on extra hours for us to work at the last minute during the week of Thanksgiving, so that effectively we’d still end up working 40 hours. What’s the fucking point of holidays if you’re just going to make us work more hours anyway?

I was thinking about this recently. You know the MLK quote about the universe bending toward justice? The eventual heat death of the universe is the only way everything will be equal.

I know you probably mean prostitutes or “escorts”, but aren’t porn actors also sex workers? I watch porn all the time, so do a lot of people. I feel sorry for the sad sacks who aren’t “allowed” to look at porn because their significant other is so goddamn insecure, the idea of their partner having their own private thoughts scares the shit out of them.

Is that you, Hank Hill?