Burn baby, burn.
Burn baby, burn.
Gotta get desperate when you lost almost 1/2 your companies stock value in a month, burn baby burn.
The enshittification must flow.
The Bates 6000? Throw that thing in the garbage where it belongs!
Screaming from the floor of irrelevance.
Progresso ruined the Chickarina soup by shrinking the meatballs and replacing acini de pepe with stars and the gelatinized soup they come in.
The password to reach Mike Tyson / Mr dream in Punch-Out! is 007-373-5963. Burned into my brain.
It’s getting AI added to it.
The next Rittenhouse or Zimmerman more likely.
I fucking love the people that come up with these ideas for their company every year.
I’d like to know this too, looks like a bunch of metal conduit.
Unknown buyer, what if it’s TenCent?
Is the misson called A Lack of Empathy? That should be the club name if so, Empathy.
Somewhere, Astrogoblin is screaming in pain and they don’t know why.
That’s some real bald-headed behavior if you ask me.
Some real bald-headed behavior right here.
I only ever saw the DVD / movie poster where it’s just him standing there, I never saw this variant before this post myself. But looking it up seems like both were used throughout the release history.
Optics or marketing, it’s the same reason LLMs are all called AI.