This guy frets
This guy frets
More like stupris, amirite
Does your user name mean that you’re a lover of misspelling ready?
I was mostly on Reddit for hockey game threads. Lemmy sucks for that at the moment, so… I went to discord. Fuck spez
Those filthy numbers will go down all day
Wait what are we talking about?
I could care less
Ironic that there’s a grammatical error in the headline… 6th-grade levels, surely
Well put
By then it’ll be quintiillionaires and everyone will be a billionaire
Aw c’mon! Just think, at ninety you could be hiking the Appalachian trail with a Camelbak tactical colostomy bag and a keen sense of wonder
A plague on both their instances
Kids don’t like Facebook!?
They don’t like posts that have captions like “wait for it” or “when you see it” for clips where nothing even slightly out if the ordinary happens?
I use FB for the messenger app, and even then most people I know who were on FB ditched it for Instagram ages ago. Basically useless.
Isn’t this their business model?
Thank God I never bothered with their bullshit in the first place
I picked up a Pixel 6 for about three hundred. The last phone I had was a Moto One Action. I prefer the Moto for a lot of things but the irony is the final reason I had to get rid of it is the USB-C charging port was fucked. Of course the battery was very crap by then and the screen was cracked to hell too.
I really like that phone though. Lots of functions just by shaking it, like the flashlight came on when I tomahawk chopped it twice. Super handy. If I could have fixed it for a reasonable price I would have.
That USB-C thing made me laugh though. I’ve had to use iPhones for work a lot, and the one thing I really like was clicking in the lighting port to charge it. Never failed. On more than one android the USB-C gets wonky, where you have to tilt the cable to get the connectors to touch and stuff. Not bad, but not even as good as the old USB mini chargers.
I think as long as the meat was slaughtered by a combine vegetarians can eat it
I think I’ll ignore this