I just want to get a CRT monitor for cheap.

What would I tell a kid they must adore a guy who would burn entire cities and shit? I’d rather teach the kid tolerance.

Never understood the “I don’t like anime” mindset, of course everyone has the right to like and/or dislike anything they choose to, but as you said it’s a medium. “I don’t like anime” makes as much sense as “I don’t like live action movies.” It doesn’t.

I guess “I don’t like the way anime look,” or, “I don’t like the Japanese approach to storytelling” makes more sense.

I think the same. The humor in Thor movies came from him being an alien who didn’t understand how life on Earth worked, like the famous — and very funny — “another!” secene in the cafeteria, but he was never a clown.

There’s a scene in Love and Thunder pretty on brand with early Thor humor. In a flashback, Thor and Jane are watching a horror movie, Thor gets spooked and points the hammer to the TV. I wish the last two movies embraced this “fish out of water” kinda humor instead of dumb, goofy Thor and sentient axes.

I always hated Thor Ragnarok. Piece of waste Taika Waititi approach to movies is “let’s make an episode of The Three Stooges,” and that’s not filmmaking, that’s being stupid.

The US version of The Office, LOL.

Watched 8 episodes and would rather watch paint dry for the rest of my life than watching the rest of the series.

I once saw someone describe memes as “boilerplate humor” and I now I can’t get that concept out of my head.

It’s alright if it’s company time.

I don’t think so. I mean, yes, at first, but as soon as you explain to them the effects of alcohol they would get it. In fact, they would probably ask themselves why people drink it in the first place.

Dad, and it’s not even close.

Perhaps there aren’t when you’re a 5 year-old kid and know shit about social etiquette.

[three hours of yelling]

Oh, you are Latino too, I see.

My mother always told me to take the truth, then one day she bought a glass oven dish, wrapped it in gift paper, and gave it to herself. Nothing wrong there, we all deserve nice shit from time to time. The thing is, she later took me to visit her sister (my aunt) and told her “someone” gave her the oven dish. I burst out laughing and said “that’s a lie, she gave it to herself.” She probably wanted to live the fantasy of someone else getting nice things for her? I don’t know. My aunt looked very puzzled, and I think my Mom whooped my ass later on.

The morale is: say nothing.

Here’s an idea: ask your daddy to buy a better team.

Mostly sleeping.

Pues recogelas, Sigfrido.

¿Qué?

I hear you. With Android turning into a closed OS like iOS later this year things are not looking very bright for people like me that uses alternative stores a lot.

Hummus is just chickpea butter.

I code in Python.

Well, that’s depressing.