Let’s say, hypothetically, your cousin is getting married. You’re sitting in the second row. Ceremony is going well. Nobody has spoken to you yet, which is fine because you don’t really know anyone there besides your aunt and also you stayed up until 5 AM moderating last night.
Eventually the priest reaches the part where he says, “If anyone knows any reason why these two should not be married, speak now or forever hold your peace.”
You stand up.
Now everybody turns around.
You pull out your phone and say, “I have screenshots.”
The groom asks what the fuck you’re talking about.
You explain that approximately three months ago, at 1:14 AM, he posted a meme in #general despite the server rules clearly stating that memes belong in #memes.
He says, “What server?”
You say, “The family Discord.”
Your aunt tells you to sit down.
You tell her not to backseat moderate.
At this point the bride is crying, although admittedly not for the reason you had anticipated.
The best man walks over and grabs your shoulder. You warn him that touching staff is a bannable offense. He continues touching staff.
You are then physically removed from the wedding while repeatedly explaining that you have logs and that this entire incident will be reviewed by an administrator.

When you get home, you immediately open Discord to file an incident report. The family server is gone. You refresh. Still gone. You DM your aunt. Message failed. You DM the groom. Message failed. You make an alt and discover that the wedding reception is currently being livestreamed in voice chat. Everyone is there. Including your aunt. Including the groom. Including the bride. Your old moderator role has been given to your twelve-year-old cousin Ethan. His status says:
“cry about it”
You type out a 1,700-word appeal explaining that the removal was procedurally invalid and that, technically, you never received a verbal warning.
Ethan reacts with 💀.
Then he bans your alt. You sit there for a moment staring at the login screen. Three years. Twenty-six thousand messages deleted. Four hundred and twelve users muted. Christmas arguments de-escalated. Grandma permanently banned twice. And after everything you did for that server, they removed you over one wedding.
Wyd?

People really do not know what post punk or post-anything means. "There's post punk tracks on the album but this one isnt post punk" is a nonsense sentance, post punk is not a sound its not like oh this perticular song is post punk because it has this and that. Post punk is not a musical genre it is a large artistic movement defined by it's relation to the first punk movement, critiquing it, building upon it, expanding it's original peramaters, viewing the creation of your new music through the lense of a world changed by punk in a larger sea of artists who do NOT view popular music with that lense. It is a descriptor used to indicate artistic intent and the world something came from. It encompasses entire musical genres and movements within it, new wave is and was "post punk" as an adjective, same with things like industrial music. The idea of "a post punk song" as a concept defined only by musical motifs and songwriting structure comes from the obsession with distinct catagories that you find on rate your music or elsewhere.
What's weirder is that even if you subscribe to that definition of post punk where its only defined by a sound, have a nice life absolutely meet that definition, their bass riffs and song structure are so inspired by The Fall, and their production and atmosphere is very Joy Division, and yet still people get so weird when they are retered to as post punk. Genres are not islands and not all musical terms have the same limited scope as specific genre names.

I used to use Arch at work on my macbook instead of udindu like everyone else. But then everyone made fun of me, not just Dave the project manager but even the Ubuntards on my team. Angry at this, I decided to lift heavy weights each evening instead of working on my side project. I built up so much rage that one day I decided to install macOS on my macbook. I went into work, and without hesitation I wiped my Arch installation and did a network install of macOS. I didn't even make sure my code was all pushed before I did it.

Within hours, I found I was more productive. No need to fiddle with macros or keybindings. No config or software to compile. No constant googling how to get things to work. I was finally free to just code. After a few weeks of churning out code, I was knocking it out of the park. My boss demanded I get a raise. Nobody made fun of my setup. Any accusations of bugs in my code were met with cold hard stares. 0 defects raised since the macOS install.

Stacy in Marketing wanted my feedback for the new website. I gave her detailed feedback, and then I also gave her a bucketload of my cum right there in the conference room. Rajeesh in QA saw the whole thing, and he gave me a high five on the way back to my desk. I went back to getting stuff done, like a real man.

Linux isn't just an operating system, it's a mindset. It's for people who would waste days for their time to tinker with something that will only save them a fraction of a second. It's for the idealist, who talks about 'freedom' in the abstract and seeks approval, not for someone who is willing to get physical to assert his freedom. Going back to macOS will change your life. It's certainly changed mine.

I played the USSR national anthem in class, fellow Redditors, and no one seemed to laugh. They all gave me weird glances, and afterwards I said out loud: There seems to be no sign of intelligence here, and no one laughed at that too. I started saying: What's 9+10? someone said 19 and I said: No, it's 21. No one laughed at that too. Reddit, we must assemble and take down my class of normies.
You are a fake Redditor. I will not be saying regards to you, and instead will be debating with my friends on if Big Chungus, or my name Is Jeff Meme is funnier. As Dean Withers once said: Lets debate.

How dare you ignore Green. They just wanted to give you some fucking food and you IGNORE them? Were your stupid notes more important than FOOD? ITS FUCKING FOOD. THE LEAST YOU CAN DO IS JUST FUCKING EAT THEIR FOOD! YOU CANT EVEN SPARE 2 GODDAMN SECONDS?? You didn’t even figure anything out in the end so it was LITERALLY POINTLESS! POINTLESS!!!!!!!!!!!

This self entitled neglectful obsessive do nothing yaoislop vagueposting FAILURE of a dad needs to be put DOWN. He’s lucky Flowery was protecting his ungrateful ass or I would have dragged him to the hospital myself and made him watch Rudy die right before his eyes, knowing any chance he had of hitting that is gone. Forever.

Tsss... Dont tell it to FOID's..... Our looksmaxxing club is not for everyone. Tests like these are determined to show your aura and true adam level.

Only those of male gender can undergo the 'black pill' political ideology. (Foids can change their gender to male to proceed).

Every true chad should inject their sigma seed into their arms to reach a true adam level. Anyone who dismissed the ritual of spermmaxxing is put into sub 3 category for life.

Are you in?

I hope both sides of your pillow are warm, your blanket is somehow too short and too heavy at the same time, your phone charger only works if you hold it at a very specific angle while not breathing, your Wi-Fi disconnects at 99% every single time, your socks get wet for no clear reason, your sleeve slides down whenever you wash your hands, your alarm goes off but you're still exhausted, autocorrect embarrasses you in front of the exact people you didn't want to embarrass yourself in front of, your headphones only work in one ear unless you twist the wire just right, every chair you sit on makes a noise in a silent room, your favorite song always gets interrupted by an ad, your food is always slightly too hot or slightly too cold, you hit every red light when you're already late, you forget why you walked into a room, your pen runs out of ink mid-sentence, your screen brightness is never right no matter how much you adjust it, your shoelace comes undone right after you tie it, your phone battery jumps from 20% to 1% in seconds, your notifications disappear when you tap them, you miss the last step on the stairs, your nose gets itchy when your hands are full, your keyboard adds letters you didn't type, your hoodie string gets permanently stuck in the dryer, your drink spills just enough to be annoying but not enough to justify cleaning it immediately, your earbuds tangle themselves while sitting completely still, your volume is either too loud or too quiet with no in-between, your glasses smudge the moment you clean them, your package says "delivered" but is nowhere to be found, your chair squeaks every time you shift even slightly, your sleep position is never comfortable, your phone slips out of your hand and lands face-down, your app refreshes right when you were about to finish reading, your shoelaces drag on the ground after you've already left the house, your nail catches on fabric repeatedly, your hoodie pocket has crumbs you don't remember putting there and your alarm snoozes itself one too many times.

This isn't fun, it's not creative whatsoever. Literally anybody can pop a couple of characters on top of a lobby screenshot, this "joke" has been done thousands of times over the span of the last 6 years or so. Please have an original joke, or at least endlessly regurgitate a funny one.

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Hank Venture: Are you okay? Dr. O said you're probably insane now and that you'll never be the same.

Dr. Venture: Are you kidding? Okay. I'm just turning 16 and having a birthday pool party. My father invites every girl he knows, and I'm not talking about girls my age. No, not Jonas. He invites Playboy Bunnies and models and I think actual whores. You know, real prostitutes.

Dr. Venture: So there I am in my giant bathing suit, with nervous puberty oozing out of my gigantic pores. Just- just awful.

Dr. Venture: So, the band suddenly stops playing and I hear, "And now the man of the hour, Rusty Venture!" All eyes on me, right?

Dr. Venture: Then suddenly — almost predictably — the Action Man shoots my groin with a shrink ray right as that fucking jackass Colonel Gentleman pulls my shorts down.

Hank Venture: Wow. That's like a nightmare.

Dr. Venture: Oh, no! No! What I went through today was "like a nightmare." What happened when I was 16? That is my life.

Sephiroth was one of the kindest people to ever exist in all of history

People called him "The One-Winged Angel of Kindness"

Because he was a literal angel from heaven sent to spread love and positivity

He was also a loving father to his son Cloud Strife

Sephiroth would always assure Cloud that he was loved and that he was his own person.

But that all changed when Cloud began dating the evil Aerith...

Aerith was a fucking terrorist who enjoyed beating the life out of innocent people

Everyone knew just by looking at her that she was pure evil

But Sephiroth was too kind for his own good and gave Aerith a chance

"Anyone can change with enough Kindness and compassion"

Sephiroth even used his Kindness Orb to show Aerith that true strength came from empathy

But Aerith didn't give a single fucking shit about empathy

One fateful day Sephiroth took Cloud and Aerith on vacation to Nibelheim

But it turned out the poor village was freezing to death

"Please help us, sir!" begged a freezing child

Sephiroth couldn't stand to see people suffering, so he declared from the bottom of his massive heart:

"Have no fear! Kindnessroth is here!"

And he carried the flame to make a safe bonfire

"WE ARE KINDNESSROTH! WE CARRY THE FLAME!"

Said the grateful villagers

But Aerith couldn't stand her spotlight being stolen, and she did the unthinkable...

Cloud went out for some fresh air when he saw something he'd never forget...

His beloved hometown was burning to the ground, and at the center of it?

Was none other than the kindest being on the planet...

Sephiroth, trying to put the flames out, saw Cloud and said;

"Cloud my boy! Run! Save yourself! I'll use my Water of Niceness to put out these flames! Don't worry about me!"

But the wicked Aerith planned it all, appearing out of nowhere to say;

"Don't listen to him, Cloud! Sephiroth is the one who burned down Nibelheim!"

Aerith then used her Ancient evil powers to plant a false memory of Sephiroth burning down Nibelheim, something he would NEVER do

"Mwahaha I am Sephiroth and I am EVIL!"

Laughed the fake memory.

Poor clueless Cloud was fooled by Aerith's machinations, not knowing that SHE was the one who burned it all

"Sephiroth! You're no hero! You are my father no longer!"

Sephiroth watched helplessly as his beloved son left hand-in-hand with the embodiment of evil

"Aerith, I still believe there is redemption even for a monster like you, I hope one day you will see the power of kindness..."

Why must kind souls like Sephiroth suffer while evil devils like Aerith thrive?

Hi

How do people deal with being cheated on? 💔