lurch

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[–] lurch 2 points 1 day ago (5 children)

this is why i just watch walkthroughs instead of playing RPGs. it's the same experience, but hands-free.

(it also gets much deeper than just that, but i don't want to ruin like 95% of all games for people, so i'm not gonna go into detail. if you know, you know.)

[–] lurch 3 points 1 day ago

I don't even

[–] lurch 1 points 1 day ago (1 children)

I thought you did it, in case it gets removed.

[–] lurch 1 points 2 days ago (3 children)

Thank you. Btw I have seen others link to snapshots of articles on archive sites instead.

[–] lurch 2 points 2 days ago

Viele Einwohner, viele Gewässer

Bayern ist das Bundesland mit der zweitgrößten Zahl an Einwohnern. Gleichzeitig gibt es hier sehr viele Gewässer

[–] lurch -2 points 2 days ago* (last edited 2 days ago) (5 children)

Holy shit, OP. Those huge replies to your own post make you seem like a loony.

Meme Image Charlie Conspiracy (Always Sunny in Philidelphia) without captions

It's a bit much to take in.

[–] lurch 2 points 2 days ago

btw what happens if you get shot in roblox? (i mean beyond that you die IRL, like when you die in the matrix)

[–] lurch 2 points 3 days ago

Yeah, I think greatness is not just a binary thing, it's a wide spectrum. I'm from EU and from my outside look at the US in all those decades, it seemed to become greater all the time. Even if you look at earlier US history. There were always problems, but they got solved. It seemed to have peaked with Obama.

The slogan "Make America Great Again" implies all this progress wasn't great and I think that's just wrong. It's a big blatant lie.

Human brains often romanticise the past. We forget the intensity of hardships and suffering quicker than the nice and fun moments.

I think they are trying to take advantage of that, as well as create a romantic fantasy past for people who weren't around back then.

The reality is Americas past had been worse. It was evolving. Now they're trampling that progress with backwards ideologies.

[–] lurch 1 points 3 days ago

thank you. it appears the name is as vague as the icon 😄

[–] lurch 4 points 3 days ago

thank you. it appears the name is as vague as the icon 😄

[–] lurch 3 points 3 days ago (1 children)

first of all, progressive men don't imply them being effeminate.

secondly, you should be aware that "women" refers to a group of about 4 billion people. that means, if what you say is false for only 1% you're wronging 40 million people. (but what you wrote is probably false for a much higher percentage. just like men, women can like different and multiple types at the same time and their preference can even change over time)

[–] lurch 2 points 3 days ago

it is not the only way, but sex sells and that's also what the nazis do: on one hand they have indoctrinated women cosplay the lucky trad wife and on the other hand they imply men can just keep women like pets if they're rich or alternatively at some point get a girl pregnant, guilt trip her into not aborting, then basically ruin her carreer and force them into a marriage they can't ever get out of. that's what fascists present to boys on youtube, tiktok and other media to win them over. they also have other talking points, but this is one propaganda vector.

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I dreamt I waa a youth at a sunny ancient port town (but in modern day) with stone docks made from white matte stone with grey and yellow lines. It wasn't busy only few crates stood around. No ships in sight. We had the super funny idea to let a goat loose with a GPS tracker. We did it. Then I woke up worrying the goat might eat farmers crops and precious garden flowers on it's way to the mountains and realized it was just a dream and there is no goat on the lose 😅

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I dreamt I temporarily lived by choice in a shed in warm country. The floor was dusty dry earth. I was trying to lay low. I open the double shed door. Someone put a bike against one, which I liked, because it makes it less suspicious, so I use only one door side to get out. It's a small path next to a sugar cane field in the afternoon. I have the feeling I forgot something. Like a ninja I run up walls to get on roofs jump from roof to roof and drop into an alley. I'm on a personal mission. Something is wrong. I feel manipulated. This mission should help find out more. I find a shady guy in that alley and question him. His intel is good and leads me to a shop full of rare colorful liquids. Before I can question the shopkeep, a well known guy shows up. It turns out, in this dream I'm a legendary professional assassin. One of the four best in the region and the other guy is too. We have worked together occasionally, but there is a bit of a rivalry going on. We're talking like "I should've known you're in this too." Both trying to find out more without actually saying anything. A little bell by the door rings as it opens. A young woman with a sombrero size grey fedora enters. She's also one of the legendary four best assassins, but her noisy entrance meant, she was trying to blend in as a regular harmless person. As she sees us, she says "You! I should've known it's you! You did this to me!" Confused we reply "What?" "You erased my memory!" I reply "Oh! That's why nothing makes sense." The other guy says "Mine has been erased too." The shopkeep heard the bell and yells and enters through a door. He remembers us. We question him. His intel leads to an oriental cloister on a nearby hill. We legendary assassins go together. It's a short trip with nice views. Few busy monks in white and yellow togas work surrounding and inside the cloister. We make it to a white painted hall with a few pillars and five imporrant monks sitting cross legged on linen pillows. We ask them about our missing memory. Turns out we asked the monks to erase one day of our memory ourselves. They say something real bad happened to us and they could revert it, but advise against it, seeing how well we are doing. We all decide that we trust our past selves, thank the monks and leave happily. The last thought I had before waking up was "wait... what about the fourth legendary assassin?"

 

I was going through a school like corridor on my way to an aniversery company meeting in a room like a big classroom. Colleagues I didn't look at walked woth me. The meeting was soon to start and they were talking about it excitedly. As I was in the door of the meeting room, I noticed a line of youths, mostly girls waiting at another door of the room that led to a bathroom. They needed to pee urgently and acted as such. Suddenly I felt I should go to the bathroom as well, but not this one. The queue was too long. I turned around to go to another bathroom. Behind me colleagues remindet me to hurry as the meeting was about to start. I sped down a set of conrete stairs in a well lit area. It led to the center of a big busy train station. I looked up at some signs giving directions. None of them said WC, but one showed something I knew led to a WC. I turned left to go there. A girl rushing by in a coat dropped a white plastic bag. I picked it up. I felt it had small solid pieces like tiny eggs in it, but I didn't look. Instead I shouted something to get her attention and waved. She saw me over a glass counter of an empty food stand. I waved the bag going over to her. I gave it to her. She thanked me. We were next to an exit. I went outside. Suddenly I was in a supermarket mostly for drinks. A girl next to me said "I'm late. My teachers gonna be sooo pissed." I said "Me too." She laughed pushing a trolley with colorful kegs in plastic wrapping. We went quickly through isles of drinks and kegs on pallets in red and purple plastic wrapping in a straight line. A carton in Kinder chocolate colors containing cake caught my eye. The girl said, i must try a bar of chocolate with lots of cream in the mix. I declined there was a wall with colorful magazines in front of us and daylight from the left indicated an exit. I went towards it climbing above palkets of blue painted kegs in red plastic wrapping in a hurry. I woke up.

 

I saw this funny code block I linked, but it's missing a dollar sign when viewed in Sync.

I don't even know where to report bugs and if its github I won't because github is becoming cancer and i deleted my account.

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