You have no idea how to read a map. It’s obviously Wantqldsanswvic.

Whoa boy. “Riding him” was the first thing I saw followed closely by “Puppy”. Then my world changed at “bigtits”.

Same here. I have a charger at home and work. If I travel, I bring a charger. I’m a responsible adult who knows when to charge Bluetooth headphones. I personally don’t have a need for a 3.5mm jack.

Buuuut, I’ll fight for fucking ever to keep them on phones. I should not be the only demographic on phone construction.

Ahh, yes. Assets. The thing most Americans have of course. /s

It’s theater. People go to prison for intoxication manslaughter. How are they making money to pay for child support? What kind of job will they really get after getting out of prison for essentially murder?

Ugh, I can’t believe you wanted me to read the article and not just shotgun a comment.

Lol, but I get it. Plus, is a computer program considered AI anyway? Please don’t tell me the article mentioned that too.

“Constituted as a non-governmental institution, it was recognized by the International Olympic Committee as a Global Sporting Organization in 1999.”

https://www.fide.com/fide/about-fide

Did we forget about chess?

Let them riot. They’ll commit crimes and be tried for their actions. The judge choosing an innocent scapegoat doesn’t resolve the issue. Even if appeased, the rioters will want to riot again.

Hold people accountable for their actions instead of their words.

They’d pass the onus to pay onto the consumer. Their profits will remain untouched.

So they ARE in danger!

Where did they go?

I don’t speak German, but The Office memes are universal. I know exactly what was said here.

They look like pointed russian blue kittens!

It’s like some rich joke I’m too poor to understand.

You have to respect that she actually showed her ass. She could have just said it and turned him to stone.

Why even bother with a Quantum Leap-style parallel dimension? “For seemingly no reason, your reality melts around you. Pastel colors dripping from everything you see as the sky is ripped apart in vortex of oddly specific pumpkin-spice latte swirls. Your skin bubbles and warps as your DNA is shredded, re-built, and shredded again morphing you into a grotesque, unfamiliar…Karen.”

Screw the PTA President quest. It looks like a main quest, but it’s the minor gas station attendent you’re ultra rude to that has the power to send you home.

Maybe start playing an actual campaign for a bit before they get ambushed and poisoned. Boom, they wake up in a collective dream somehow.

This is honestly a really amazing idea. Start a new campaign, make everyone create their characters, and inform them their stats determine how they’ll make their real characters in Suburbs and SUVs.

Thankfully the probe regularly phones home to fix this sort of mess