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But the shirts say blacks for trump
But the shirts say blacks for trump
One part, now their lives are on the line for all the saber rattling they scream about.
One part now their kids get to talk to others in the barracks unless they find a way for ultra-ortho only batallions.
No no no, just the unauthorized pilgrims
Others have already laughed at this idea, but on a similar topic:
I know we’ve basically disabled a lot of features that sped up the CPU but introduced security flaws. Is there a way to turn those features back on for an airgapped computer intentionally?
When NYT employees wrote a letter saying that the NYT is transphobic, the NYT announced that it was committed to finding every traitor employee who embarrassed it.
All because one investor wants the paper to be appealing to “both sides”
I’m not going back to typing my grocery list manually. So I’m fucked in that part of my life.
Edit: thank you to everybody suggesting privacy preserving methods of grocery list maintenance. I’ve already considered them.
Ah shit, is this the time line where privacy isn’t needed cause people want better AI?
Team fortress 2 is completely unrecognizable to me
What’s Russia going to do? Airstrike Ukraine?
This should not be taken as a challenge to the trickster gods. I just want them to pack up and go home.
It’s a real tell that they had no black person high enough in management to raise this concern.
In this day and age, either diversify or sign a contract with a “cultural awareness” agency to run your ideas by first.
Big oil gonna subpoena every upvoter
Do your part to make them waste money
They shouldn’t have to though. Especially when taxes pay for them whirlybirds
We already see what happens with you duplicate glitch books/knowledge/art
This is heresy.
He would explain that the baker and fishermen had an inviolable right that their craftsmanship not be replicated without their permission.
No where in history was that a legitimate trade. Only her father would take such a dumb deal.
Aristocrats can afford to pay a house at a minimum. Don’t let them devalue your worth.
Economies are lowly tools that are supposed to exist solely to benefit the people of the society they are a lowly tool for.
What complete gutter trash talk. Economies serve the master of mankind.
I appreciate the move but changing definitions of credit worthiness isn’t going to fix the problem.
The intro guy to the second quest? Or the intro to the bounty quest framework?
If I’m reading it right, it’s a quest framework and one quest is free, the other is paid. So it sounds like we’ll be able to completely ignore the quest if you never visit CC content in the first place.
For free mod purposes, sounds like it should be easier for mod makers to create bounty hunting quests.
(Verse 1) Well, I was ridin’ the range, just me and my truck, Through the dust and the tumbleweeds, out of pure luck. She was shiny and new, with a mind of her own, My trusty old partner, on the wide open road.
(Chorus) But my self-driving truck, she’s got a heart of steel, Left me in the dust, for another man’s wheel. She don’t need no cowboy, to tell her what to do, My self-driving truck, found herself someone new.
(Verse 2) We’d roamed through the deserts, and over the plains, Through the storms and the sunshine, the joy and the pain. But she up and left me, without a goodbye, Now I’m just a lone cowboy, under the big sky.
(Chorus) Oh, my self-driving truck, she’s got a heart of steel, Left me in the dust, for another man’s wheel. She don’t need no cowboy, to tell her what to do, My self-driving truck, found herself someone new.
(Bridge) I guess I never thought, that she’d leave me this way, With a mind of her own, she chose her own way. Now I’m stuck here alone, with my old boots and hat, Just a cowboy in the sunset, where the memories sat.
(Chorus) Yeah, my self-driving truck, she’s got a heart of steel, Left me in the dust, for another man’s wheel. She don’t need no cowboy, to tell her what to do, My self-driving truck, found herself someone new.
(Outro) So here’s to the highways, and the roads that we roam, To the self-driving trucks, that find their own home. I’ll keep riding solo, through the wind and the rain, Just a cowboy without his truck, but I’ll never complain.