What you don’t know is that he died when he was pulled into a jet engine.

On the internet, everything is a repost. We simply choose to have faith that an OP once walked this Earth, drizzling his seeds of thought all across the digital landscape. Praise be OP.

There was a movie about Lucy and Desi that came out sometime in the late 1900s.

It was being advertised heavily on one of the over the air television stations that we would watch on our cathode ray tube television that picked up signals from a type of antenna called rabbit ears. Back in those days, they’d sometimes have voice over commercials where they’d talk over the end credits of a show or movie, and apparently sometimes they did that live (I guess)?

Family and I are watching a show and when it ended, they did the voice over thing talking about the Lucy movie. The announcer started out strong but totally fumbled a line, something along the lines of “join Ducy, Lesi, and little Licky”. I just know we all heard it, we all busted out laughing.

I definitely miss the cached pages. I found that I was using the feature very frequently. Maybe it’s just the relative obscurity of some of my hobbies and interests, but a lot of the information online that shows up in search engines seems to come from old forums. Often times those old forums are no longer around or have migrated to new software (obliterating the old URLs and old posts as well).

That’s great news! I’m a HUGE fan of chest hair.

How many j’s has this photo been pegged? My dear sweet pixelated Jesus.

Where I live, the indoor smoking bans started in the early 2000s. Before then, people that went to bars and clubs ended the night smelling like cigarette smoke whether they themselves were smokers or not. Sometimes even eating out at a restaurant would leave you smelling like a smoker. Back in those days, though, I was still so used to it that dealing with it was second nature.

For most of my life the smell didn’t really bother me, but I’ve found that within the past 5 years or so it does.

As a child, I guess I just grew up with it, so it didn’t bug me much. I hated being teased about it at school, which was a regular thing. I also used to hate how the tar would build up on the walls of our house to the point where it would form tear-like patterns. My parents kept an otherwise reasonably clean and tidy house, but for some reason THAT didn’t bother them, so periodically I’d spend a few hours scrubbing our walls to get rid of the stains and cut down on the smell a bit.

My parents ,much of my family, as well as most of their friends smoked indoors, in their cars, and even in restaurants. Despite living in near poverty for parts of my childhood, they chain smoked cartons of cigarettes a week. Must have been expensive.

I wish I could say that they stopped smoking, but no. The worst part for them isn’t even the fact that they know that it has taken at least a decade or more off their lives. It’s the realization at how much they are missing out on near the end of their lives and how difficult it is living with debilitating health issues from smoking. They simply cannot do what other people their age take for granted.

And to the title of the post: Yes, I was the kid in the car while my parents chain smoked cigarettes. Sometimes they rolled the windows down, though I’m not sure if that was better since it meant the ashes and red hot “cherry” would inevitably come flying back in and smack me in the face.

Why you peeing in that thing, bro? The two big arches ought to be enough for any halfway intelligent person to realize that you’re supposed to stick your buttocks there not your beanie-weenie. Dries out your logs so that they don’t make as big a mess when you pick them up to toss them into the sink.

I hope your system is doing butter thesis dames. sister is doing better these days.

Don’t swing on that one, Matt threw up on it.

I mean, cloudberries are overrated. Dingoberries are where it’s at these days.

I reserve the right as I am from a different but somehow similar shithole, and recognize it is detriment to society.

I will mock it at every opportunity until it cleans up it is act.

I too will be pampering myself with TUCKS Medicated Cooling Pads® tonight.

Look, I’m down to joke around about eating suburban pets, but I draw the line at discussions about Idaho. I do have standards.

Could really use some Labrador recipes right about now. Anybody got any good ones?

As long as we’re eating pets, I’d like to have a Macaw. Anybody wanna split the bill?

Not only did I accidentally break up your marriage 12 years ago, I’m also incredibly abrasive, smell like I’ve not showered in several days, and when I visit your house I always remove the toilet paper roll and make sure to put it the opposite direction when I put it back into the holder. And I hissed at your cat.

Where’s the memes?

Are you finding that the assistance it provides has gotten worse over time? When I first started using it, it was quite helpful the majority of the time. In truth, it’s still pretty decent with autocomplete, just less consistently good than before. However the chat help has truly gone into decline. The amount of unfounded statements it returns is terrible.

And the latest issue is that I’ve started getting responses where it starts to show me an answer, but then hides the response and gives me an error that the response was filtered by Responsible AI.

Glad I’m not directly paying for it.