Pluto will forever be my planet nine.
Pluto will forever be my planet nine.
Terminator was almost correct. The real terminator will be Arnie walking around in a fursuit.
I’ll be back. UwU
Electing Trump the first time was the equivalent of Brexit.
Electing him twice is the equivalent of setting your own home on fire, walking back inside while the house is still burning and taking a nap, hoping that the flames will only destroy your neighbour’s house.
This happened to me once, in reverse. A mailman had my same surname and was from the same town as my father.
He really was interested in finding out if we were somehow related, but I was, like, “buddy, I worked night shift, please, let me sleep”.
He was a bit disappointed in my reaction, and I still think about it. I don’t know where you are now, random maybe-distantly-related mail buddy, but I want you to know that I’m sorry and I wish you the best.
Never heard of it, but it sounds like it was a great place. Sad to see it fail against established giants of the internet. I would’ve been interested in trying it out before the end.
I think this is a problem that multiple small realities like this (including Lemmy) are facing. There are people interested in them, but they don’t know them, so they can’t join.
A politician from one of the modern countries that still imprisons people for lese-majesty wants to end social media anonymity? Sounds like a great idea!