Pffft, I have a microwave that emits microwaves at microwave speeds to microwave things.
Pffft, I have a microwave that emits microwaves at microwave speeds to microwave things.
The person that made this image is failing hard at basic English.
Sync for Lemmy decided to absolutely destroy the quality of your image so I thought being unable to read it was the joke, but I still decided to spend what ended up being WAY too much time to figure it out from the few pixels available… and then I accidentally tapped on it and the normal readable version opened. This multilayered brain fart and subsequent realization humbled me in an odd way, feels weirdly good.
Here’s what it looks like:
I would have thought that 10 years ago, but wine has become a lot more popular since then. I know it’s partly my age and the age of people I mingle with but I’ve noticed it for younger people too when I’m out and about, common to see groups of ~20 year olds with those 1l or 3l tetra pak wines during weekends.
“Our wildlife”
It’s not ours, just like the planet isn’t.
This is the problem with so much complaining. “There aren’t any good games anymore” says the people who only buy the yearly CoD and Fifa releases and don’t even think about thinking about lifting a finger to find all the easily available great games being released constantly. Same with music and everything else. People just complain and somehow don’t realise the only thing they do is show everyone else how dumb they are by not even trying to find the good stuff. Also the constant “I hate ads so much” idiocy and then they just ignore anyone who tells them to install an adblocker.
Ah, but you did not know if it was open or not.
Yep, tjena!
“Nordicks”
That’s two dudes and two women.
And OP saying “I fixed it” with no explanation, and then someone saying they fixed it too, also without an explanation.
Few things make me want to reach through the screen and punch a person as much as that.
Are the crabs and holes separate, do the crabs have holes… or are there holes that have crabs?
The whole joke is that the genie made the letter I stop existing. It’s not a misspelling because the letter I doesn’t exist anymore.
You really seem to not understand this very simple joke.
I don’t think it counts as a Darwin award if it was on purpose.
You can see the hand of the photographer in the left side of the mirror.
I don’t see the issue with excessive condiments, just eat however much you want and they don’t suck as much when saved till later (just add more fries or whatever else). Way better than too little, which is more common.
Very relevant and pretty recent SciShow episode:
I wonder what kind of deep self-hate and hate for others lives inside this man, but don’t dare to even try to imagine it.
Please explain how you picture that would work. How would you be able to push them while that not happening as you tried to lay down on them?