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I didn’t know that I came here for this comment, but now that I’ve seen it?
I know.
Thank you.
Tesla woulda hit it dead on indeed, hee hee. 

That car is so beautiful, and the hint of blue on each wheel, that matches the body color?
Perfection.

Me.
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I’m funny.
*funny looking*
Shut up, mom!
But anyways, yeah, tell her to hit me up.
I’m funny as farble, and as everyone knows, farble is funny.

re: mandatory sex education, thank you!
I think school should be:
sex education, cooking, and self defense.
And then the other stuff gets spread around those core classes.
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And you’re totally right on with free birth control for all, with more money thrown towards coming up with more and safer methods of birth control

Why is it impossible for famous people to apologize?
I mean, her apology might be the least attempt at an apology, or even a making peace statement, that there ever was, so I suppose when I hear hoofbeats I think zebras: she didn’t intend to apologize.
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That these statements are called ‘apologies’ is one of the bigger

Thank you for this, although I have to admit, when I draw little fiendish characters, and then I get to their pitchforks, I can’t help but put little barbs on the end of each pitchfork tine, which are for fish, which turns the pitchforks into tridents, right?
I do this because they often look cooler that way.
Of course,

I don’t know about any office office, but I worked and lived in academia for twenty some odd years, and I confirm nobody cares there either.
Of course, often in the college world people are either, uh, richer in years, or at least people who talk as if they are, and all of them pretend tech incompetence, because if you

One of their guys, in the video about the Inspiration flight, says, “Ever since I was a little boy, I’ve felt that space was taunting me.”
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Wait.
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What?
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No one challenges him on this statement.
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So, in order to deal with this feeling of being taunted by space, he’s going to fly inside a reusable sperm cell launched from

Toyota Tacoma owner here, and for weeks I was smelling gasoline as I passed my truck, but couldn’t figure out where it was coming from.
The squirrels had chewed through the gas line; I was literally spewing gasoline, as my partner told me as she followed me to the Toyota place.
We drove there, parked, and I told the

Yes, please, and thank you, this, this times a thousand.
There are so many gaps in our healthcare, and we pay; we pay with our taxes, we pay with our insurance, we pay with our sweat, and we do not get what we’ve paid in, back.
We are being robbed, and we ask, in return, for relatively little.
Give us more, please.
Or

Well put. 

I never knew how lucky I was to be blessed by a female friend who shared Margaret Atwood with me, and she’s FANTASTIC.
I know, I know, big reveal, but still, can I give a shout out to a shorter book of Atwood’s that I don’t see mentioned as much: Murder In The Dark, which is a collection of brilliant short essays, with

1. Yes. Thank you. You’re the man.
2. Did I say thanks?
3. Now, about your taillight fascination: thanks a bunch of bananas.
4. That just means thanks. I didn’t know about your thing with the banana.
5. For reals. Drop the fruit reference, forget I mentioned it, hooray for the taillight!
6. Where was I? Oh yeah, and

This is a great story, that has cheered me up out of all proportion to the occasion.
I didn’t expect to be so gladdened by a comment, thank you for posting it.
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For a brief time in high school, my mom lost her job and we were put on public assistance, where the school paid the lunch. I was able to get the school’s hamburgers which had this great relish and something sauce that looked awful but tasted fantastic. And a chocolate milkshake.

I mean, Roger, hello?
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I go around sometimes, saying,
“I’ve got big things going on, BIG THINGS!”
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This.
My first job after high school, I worked in a grocery store, and one day remarked on how many old people have pets, and had a cashier give me one of many talks about the reality of life and how life is hard as farble.
And how the imitation vanillas are shoplifted by the same people buying the cheapest mouthwashes:

But if I don’t post my work online I and my work do not exist, despite what my mother says.

AI trained on datasets are of course going to be racist, because, um.
Society is still racist as farble.
Very racist.
All racist.
Racism is the norm of the land, therefore, when the AI are trained on ‘neutral’ datasets, ie datasets the researchers pull that are simply ‘the people,’ Facebook, Google, etc. lo and behold,

Yup.
We just wake up in the morning, and we say:
What can we make wrong this day?
And then we look around at whatever tools we have, or that we might find on the way, and then we go about attempting to farble up the world.
Sigh.
What is wrong with us?
And yeah, I’m using the us, because I’m White, and I’m stunned, just