Wolverine to Beast: “Pfft, show off.”
Wolverine to Beast: “Pfft, show off.”
Underrated lofi gem.
board room filled with parasites
“Ssssss, the humanssss are coming for our jobssssss!”
Russia is doing what no other country could do - Westernizing Ukraine.
“If I see that guy’s smug face one more time…”
2017 is correct, 2028 is not.
Because weeks have seven days, and leap year is on a four-year cycle, the days and dates realign on an 11, 11, 6-year pattern.
The next 2023 alignment is 2034 (11), then 2045 (11), then 2051 (6).
Edit: I realize you are referring to the month of December only, and not the entire calendar year. In which case December 2028 does happen to have the same dates because 2028 will be a leap year.
Funnily enough, Arthur’s Perfect Christmas was released in 2000, also a leap year. So that “calendar year” doesn’t completely match 2023 either.
Gotta federate 'em all!
Mmm, ann Oscar Mobius wiener.
This is the most normal picture of Kermit AI has ever made.
HAK THE GIBON!
It sounds desperate, but look at the stupifying amount of storage BackBlaze has to order every year and realize that their business model would be impossible with current SSD storage capacity and prices.
Even on the consumer level, HDDs still have their advantages. You can now buy a single 22TB HDD that fits into a 5-inch bay for about the price of a Chromebook. Buying that amount of space in SSDs would require multiple drives and would be cost-prohibitive for most people.
The Onion used to be content to have fun, now they’re out for blood.
I would say Bill Bailey also fits those descriptions.
It looks like the inside of a Cylon’s face.
“Caribbean pirates are BACK on the menu, boys!”
This is the third time this week, that little cereal offender!
Ken Burns switch to black & white then slowly zoom in
"But Kermit would leave the cast of Sesame Street shortly afterwards and enter what are now known as The Tortured Years.
While he did star in a number of high profile movies in the late 1970s and 1980s, behind the scenes he was suffering according to his closest friends."
cut to Sweetums sitting in a director’s chair and recalling heavy drug use
And then pixelatedboat hears a conductorless orchestra for the first time…
grimaces and puts their hands on their hips
“…Not my fucking tempo.”
*vital aid
You don’t wanna get support that somehow kills you. :)