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Dirty Maggie Mae, they have taken her away!
Dirty Maggie Mae, they have taken her away!
I can only hope, deep into the future, some dork leans toward his friend and mutters “101 was better.”
Fittingly similar to the theme of “Sumer Is Icumen In,” a British round from the late 1200s.
“Seven Nation Army” by The White Stripes.
Headline should read, Heritage Foundation threatens bloodshed.
This is like reporting that a mob boss said it’d be terrible if something happened to your family.
… and the cooler it gets, the less it’ll help these giants.
Once Sora was announced, Hollywood was fucked. The suits thought they could fire the writers and crank out billion-dollar projects at breakneck speed. But what this tech does is replace the part that costs one billion dollars. You won’t need sets. You won’t need actors. You will need a decent writer, to make your vaguely gloopy-looking video file worth watching.
“My dearest Delilah, how I long to sit with you and our beautiful daughter…”
Okay sure but this guy jumped out of a bush with a flaming axe and said he’d eat our spleens. And Vilrod here identified the axe as +1 against spleens.
Right, Chrome exists to ruin the rest of the web. The browser itself can keep its hands clean.
Is anyone compartmentalizing a browser? There’s enough moving parts that keeping them monolithic is an obstacle. Nobody really needs the option to swap in their own CSS parser or JS transpiler or whatever, but competing implementations could allow independence without each requiring a whole separate version of the complete stack.
I don’t think an edit was necessary, but if you’re gonna edit it, he committed sexual assault against multiple probably-legal-at-the-time fans.
Occasionally broken by Arin being a music dork instead of a gaming dork, leading to magic like introducing him to Gen1 Pokemon designs.
… oh god that was nine years ago.
Crash Course was some good shit.
That one hurt.
I’ve forgotten who but I know one of their content creators was accused of either grooming or at least having inappropriate conversations with a or potentially multiple minors.
James Ryan Haywood did some penis crimes at Rooster Teeth conventions. Basically a dozen variations on “not technically rape.” With fans, of questionable age, on the company dime. As soon as credible accusations arose, his ass was gone, and the rest of Achievement Hunter had exactly one emotional-and-drunk livestream to say they were never going to acknowledge him for the rest of their lives.
His whole personality on-camera and in-game turns out to be really close to how he sincerely acts and thinks. He was not playing a heel.
Some people get addicted to being right all the time.
The general difference is that these bookmarks go away when re-opened. They’re an alternative to leaving a buttload of tabs open.
Not that guy. But: what people were promised was smartphone guts in a set-top box, for all the novel PSP-grade mobile titles that were limited by touchscreen controls and battery life. What was delivered was Not That. They turned the Kickstarter into a custom microconsole, which is a vulgar word in any context, because it means there’s no goddamn software. The central fucking point was to take advantage of everything on Google Play… or whatever the hell it was called that month. Instead you got a tiny selection of games which were forced to provide free demos. And you could play them with an abysmal controller, which was the one thing these geniuses were supposed to get right for free.
Wow. I’d managed to forget how much I despised singing at camp.