Are you autistic?

I do.

Spiraling Carbonara

I thought I was in the target audience until I found it requires a paid subscription to tell my friends I just pooped.

I agree, when I was younger we would use worse words and, although I understand better now how they will be received, I could swear there was never any value associated with them back then. They were just descriptive words in the same way one would call a spade a spade - whether the spade is good or bad depends on the spade.

Not because it’s perfect but because its wide deployment means it takes a lot of effort to replace

Madonna - Like a Prayer

It’s not that simple

So basically the goal is to successfully convince people to “eat my dick”

So enlist a professional photographer before sending dick pics. Gotcha.

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Arrival

Well, it has been my experience that kindness is in the eye of the beholder.

Careful, back in the future we might all identify as attack helicopters from then on

You don’t know what someone is going through, and everybody is the way they are because of a background that they didn’t choose.

That said, sometimes being unkind is the most effective way of pushing people toward a better path.

Indeed. This is their job and they’re using company resources to pay someone else to do it for them.

PREGANTE

IIRC I was prescribed like 30 ejaculations over the course of two months. I could be wrong about the exact number but I remember thinking I had to actually put an effort and some consistency into it if I was going to hit the target.

With the left hand. You don’t need that much dexterity to click thumbnail images.

I was a trainee in Japan at the time and had spoken in an IRC channel about how I was going home to Sweden for Christmas.

Then I ended up in a disagreement with some Norwegian guy about affirmative action. I felt that in the computer science field it could be a good idea for a time to “jumpstart” female participation in the field, and once prejudice had been torn down you wouldn’t need affirmative action anymore.

He vehemently disagreed and said he would drive down to Stockholm’s airport to kill me with his rifle. There weren’t that many flights from Japan to Sweden so based on what I had said earlier he was able to figure out what flight I would be arriving with. But, well, I’m still alive. It taught me to be more careful with what information I volunteer on the Internet.