

Maybe it’s a magnetic field or some such that reflects the attack, but it’s powered by a capacitor and discharges as soon as you raise the shield. Best explanation I’ve got.
Kobolds with a keyboard.
Maybe it’s a magnetic field or some such that reflects the attack, but it’s powered by a capacitor and discharges as soon as you raise the shield. Best explanation I’ve got.
I believe this is a YouTube feature that effectively runs A/B tests on your behalf. You give it multiple titles and thumbnails and it’ll gauge engagement with each and then use the one that was most popular. I hate it.
Not solid state media, though; now we know why the world is shifting to SSDs! It’s all an AI Antichrist plot!
Though, I guess if OP’s magnet is comically large enough, it could just physically damage the circuitry, and it won’t matter. You’re the savior we need, OP!
My solution is just to act like I’m cooking for 12 people, and have leftovers for the rest of the week.
Listen here, you little shit.
I do, admittedly, find it fun to try and work out the meaning through context despite not being able to read German.
If everyone made use of the post language feature, it would entirely solve this problem. Unfortunately (at least to my knowledge) it’s not possible to set a default post language, so most content is just posted as Undetermined.
This is the kind of interaction that would haunt me years later when I’m trying to sleep.
You might also enjoy The Shoulders of Giants.
👅🐴 … There is not a raisin emoji.
Look, it’ll even out to 2000 calories per day over a long enough period, okay? We can drop 14k in one meal as long as we don’t eat for a week afterwards. Trust me.
Aww, man - I’d forgotten about Empire Earth, that game was absolutely the shit at the time. Wish it’d gotten more attention and credit.
I did computer repair for quite a few years after high school, then worked in IT at a game company, and currently work in the software testing industry, so… yes! Hah
Lan parties were basically the highlight of my highschool career. I learned how to set up and configure complex networks just so I could be ‘that guy’ that knew how to fix problems at lan parties. Sitting in someone’s garage all night with 12-16 sweaty, sleep deprived people playing Counterstrike or Unreal Tournament or Worms Armageddon was the absolute pinnacle of good times in a rural small town.
The same could be said for anything, really.
I remember when phones used to be good. Now it’s all
I remember when mail used to be good. Now it’s all