Oopsy woopsie, AI Data Centre did a fucky wucky!

Fascists ain’t ever gonna stop getting scammed and it won’t ever stop being funny.

And he’ll call it a victory.

That sir is a bus with no public access.

12 Days of Christmas. Already coming off a shitty genre of music you have a song which requires you sing it multiple fucking times over, and then there’s all the shitty novelty covers which far from enhancing the experience make the whole thing more cringy and exhausting. Top it off, it’s one of those ones everyone expects you to sing along with or you’re a fucken grinch, fucken bullshit song.

Heavy Metal. It’s so excited to show you all its cool stuff!

Well… he didn’t shit himself this time, so, progress, I guess.

There are two types of people in the world; those who can extrapolate from incomplete data sets

Great Expectations. I actually developed a liking of Dickens from school, I don’t get the “sentimentality” arguments people make about his writing, a lot of his stories are rawand visceral critiques of Victorian Britain.

Thermal printer. I play a lot of tabletop rpgs and wargames and it helps having the ability to print out handouts without worrying about how much ink I have left!

Average right wing rally.