I think theperson you’re replying to was making a joke off the misspelling of “terrawatts” in OP.

Blue pill, redoing school and all for years before getting any further in your life would be way too boring

Exactly my thought when i saw this post

when I was young everything “in the past” had equal weighting and distance from my existence.

As a young person I relate to this feeling. Sometimes I forget how close to my birth some historical events were. Like, 9/11 was just a couple years before my birth, and the end of the USSR was closer to my birth than I am (and by quite a margin). Which… to me, the USSR feels very much “in the past”.

The back button of my tablet.

Also, the P and M keys when I mean to hit backspace (I use an AZERTY so the M is at the end of the second row right next to L P and backspace). It’s like aah I want to delete the last character not have more Ps and Ms thrown after it !

I mean, this sounds just like a big city thing, not an American thing. I live in Paris and hour long commutes are common here too.

As European cities are close together though, this can lead to situations where travelling between cities is not what takes the most time. I once (about a year ago) travelled a Paris-London which took me about 5 hours from start to finish - the Eurostar takes only just over 2 hours. The rest was travelling from my home to Gare du Nord, from St. Pancras to my destination, and border checks before boarding at Gare du Nord (thank Brexit for that one).

Reminds me of that app in which I had to pay something, but if I left the app while doing the transaction (for example, to validate the transaction with my bank app for 2FA) it would cancel the transaction. I literally couldn’t pay without either using two devices or an alternate 2FA method (where the bank would send me a code by SMS - this worked because the SMS would trigger a notificztion from which I could read the code without leaving my app.)

TIL about the origin of « Tu vas te faire appeler Arthur »

We started with a fairly chill summer in July/early August, but now we have summer temps expanding into October

In French we have “Vingt cent mille ânes dans un pré et cent vingt dans l’autre. Combien de pattes au total ?” = “Twenty hundred thousand donkeys in a meadow and a hundred twenty in the other. How many legs total ?” Answer is six, because it can also be read as “Vincent mit l’âne dans un pré et s’en vint dans l’autre” = “Vincent put the donkey in the meadow and went to the other.” So two legs for Vincent and four for the donkey.

We also have “The wheat, or the sheep ?” Answer is “at the mill”, because “or the sheep” is pronounced the same as “where does one mill it” (ou le mouton - où le moud-on).

I kept my randomly generated username from reddit here, because I see it as a continuation from my reddit account after reddit killed itself

In France that would be the north (Hauts-de-France)

What’s wrong with linking to imgflip ?

The poop post and your advertisement campaign stopped by a strike have to be there

Knowledge is power, France is bacon.

Maybe you’re aromantic ? Though that depends on what you mean by “in love with a girl who doesn’t exist” - are you in love with an actual fictional girl or just not in love with anyone ?

I never got very close to death but my dad did. Four times.

(The first two were before I was born, so I can only tell from what he told us.)

First one was when he was 4. He fell into a big hole in a circus. He lost audition from his right ear in the accidentt. To this day, he still can only hear from his left ear.

Second one was after graduating high school. Excited from his graduation, he crossed a road on the way back home without paying attention and got hit by a car. Thankfully he hasn’t got any long-term sequel from this one. But this served as a lesson, always pay attention when crossing the road.

Third one was during a holiday with all the family 7-8 years ago. He was paragliding when he hit a tree and fell from the height of the tree. Broke an arm and couldn’t use it for months after that. He was supposed to drive us back home at the end of the holiday, instead we got back home by taxi. No long-term sequel for him after either.

Fourth one was at the beginning of 2019. It was late in the evening when his vision from the left eye started getting blurry. He called the emergency service and, as during the call he had struggle finding his words, they sent an ambulance. It turned out he had a stroke. Had he thought he was just getting tired and gone to sleep that night, he might not have seen the next day. The day after we tried talking to him, but he was only responding with gibberish. He eventually mostly recovered, but is still sleepier than before his stroke to this day.

Same in France (cochon d’Inde)

Imperial unit system.