I float between Connect and Boost. Both excellent.

Haven’t had it in years, but my grandfather made them all the time and called it Gas House egg.

–Check the bottom of my own toaster.

Thank you for improving my life a little, fellow dumbass.

“Cold snap” he says, staring at you Wisconsinly.

Micropterus salmoides

Go on, Google it.

Got three of those monster sized books–

One each movies, music, and software. Plus two shelves of blurays and a further three old spindles of software.

You can pry my physical media out of my cold, dead, hand.

Well, I’ve learned something today. Who knew how dangerous those flavorings could be?

I don’t know why I’m laughing, but I’m laughing harder than I have in a long time. Quality posting.

Oregon Trail, on cassette, on a RadioShack TRS-80 in the school library.

Gaming heaven.

Started with the 8" bastards on a dedicated word processor (with a 12" CRT, green phospher glow, and typwriter style printer built right into the top of the unit!) that my dad had for medical filekeeping at his office.

It’s been amazing watching storage tech from those to zip drives, and now, floppies of any kind are dying.

Fistula maybe? They are more common in cows, but not unheard of in pigs.

Either way… Well, if you can’t bring yourself to eat the meat…

Reminds me of the old Whitney Wisconsin case from a few years ago. She even made a video defending her choice to fuck her dog, and encouraged others to try it.

Damned if I can find that old vid, and honestly I’m not putting in the effort.

Actually, it works amazingly well together.

Futurama and The Outer Worlds.