I love it when a cashier checkout is available because everyone is doing the self-checkout and I can get my stuff bagged properly (I’m terrible at bagging up). I’ll even chat with them as they’re in the middle of the most boring shift imaginable.

You son of a bitch, I’m in.

Are they still pretending that Sheldon is not supposed to be autistic?

It’s where you go to drink. They might have some pork scratchings or crisps behind the bar. Pubs with kitchens are a fairly recent phenomenon.

They probably don’t have an oven. It’s a pub.

Shitty islands

“Hard” Sci-Fi stories making a big deal about faster than light not being possible but then treating pods that magically freeze and revive a human body for years as such a triviality that we invented them by 2004 or something in the timeline.

What are all these “actually it’s misandry” guys suddenly doing here? Did the C-drive at Truth Social run out of space or something?

Maximum “never actually been in a war” energy there.

Pretty funny that lots of now “feminine” activities like horse riding, yoga and dance were originally very masculine and women got into them when men moved onto to other crap like cars and whipping each other with towels in the locker room.

I went on Twitter to download my data pre-deletion (still nothing) and Billy Bragg was on there. What the hell?! That’s practically on a par with guesting on Joe Rogan by now.

Is this Welsh?

Typical Yanks having to make their versions of stuff even bigger.

I can’t believe that.

But who will out the swirly pattern on top of my coffee then?

Ninja swords are pretty much useless unless you backstab for a critical anyway.

Fake - Boxing Day is missing.

I would raise my pint to that.

How come Count Duckula also lives in a castle then? Feels like there’s some kind of co-morbidity going on there.

We bring Edison to the present with a Time Machine and he goes about sabotaging all the accused machines with his rival’s name so that they spontaneously combust in the street.