No such thing!

I hope it's the beginning of good things for him and his friends.

Thanks! I agree 100%

Another Trump assassination attempt

Average rotisserie chicken is 2 lb? Costco's is 3lb. That would require many more slaps.

This seems to be common among most software/hardware vendors these days. I can't get good support from Microsoft, Citrix, Juniper, Cisco, etc.

You’ve fell victim to one of the classic blunders! The most famous is never get involved in a land war in Asia, but only slightly less well known is this; never go in against a Sicilian, when death is on the line! Aha ha ha ha…

I'm sorry for you. He's a douche-canoe.

Nothing wrong with watching it. Just don't PAY for it.

Lol, nice one

Yeah, I love this one for sure.

Man, sorry, this is me. I can push out an entire shit in like 9 seconds.

Plagiarized information synthesis system?

It's not hindsight, it's common sense. It's gross negligence on CS's part 100%

Thank you for posting this. This pretty much says it all. What a shit head. "It’s not clear if Musk or Bezos have seen the plan and will ultimately decide to lend their support. Spokespeople for Musk’s companies did not respond to requests for comment."

Did this actually happen? Do you have a source? Genuinely curious.

What about the other four?

#StopTheGerontocracy

Well, it does start out with "containing details of late paedophile Jeffrey Epstein’s". At least there's that.

This is spectacular. Thank you!

Yet, it's still a fucking joke. 50 billion over TEN YEARS when the debt is 34T and we still have a 1.17T deficit.

Yes, this.

*Politics. Ftfy

Done

Monty Python and the holy Grail. Yes. Love it.

Thank you

It really is. Bot?

Can somebody please explain to me why there is Heathcliff without Heathcliff?

Good evening. The last scene was interesting from the point of view of a professional logician because it contained a number of logical fallacies; that is, invalid propositional constructions and syllogistic forms, of the type so often committed by my wife. 'All wood burns,' states Sir Bedevere. 'Therefore,' he concludes, 'all that burns is wood.' This is, of course, pure bullshit. Universal affirmatives can only be partially converted: all of Alma Cogan is dead, but only some of the class of dead people are Alma Cogan. 'Oh yes,' one would think. However, my wife does not understand this necessary limitation of the conversion of a proposition; consequently, she does not understand me, for how can a woman expect to appreciate a professor of logic, if the simplest cloth-eared syllogism causes her to flounder?

For example, given the premise, 'all fish live underwater' and 'all mackerel are fish', my wife will conclude, not that 'all mackerel live underwater', but that 'if she buys kippers it will not rain', or that 'trout live in trees', or even that 'I do not love her any more.' This she calls 'using her intuition'. I call it 'crap', and it gets me very irritated because it is not logical. 'There will be no supper tonight,' she will sometimes cry upon my return home. 'Why not?' I will ask. 'Because I have been screwing the milkman all day,' she will say, quite oblivious of the howling error she has made. 'But,' I will wearily point out, 'even given that the activities of screwing the milkman and getting supper are mutually exclusive, now that the screwing is over, surely then, supper may now, logically, be got.' 'You don't love me any more,' she will now often postulate. 'If you did, you would give me one now and again, so that I would not have to rely on that rancid Pakistani for my orgasms.' 'I will give you one after you have got me my supper,' I now usually scream, 'but not before'-- as you understand, making her bang contingent on the arrival of my supper. 'God, you turn me on when you're angry, you ancient brute!' she now mysteriously deduces, forcing her sweetly throbbing tongue down my throat. 'Fuck supper!' I now invariably conclude, throwing logic somewhat joyously to the four winds, and so we thrash about on our milk-stained floor, transported by animal passion, until we sink back, exhausted, onto the cartons of yogurt.

I'm afraid I seem to have strayed somewhat from my original brief. But in a nutshell: sex is more fun than logic. One cannot prove this, but it 'is' in the same sense that Mount Everest 'is', or that Alma Cogan 'isn't'.

Goodnight.

Emerald ash borer perhaps?

I paid 53k USD for sixty 405w panels installed.

"News"week is a fucking trainwreck these days. Pointless to look at them any more.