Doing the things a particle can.
Doing the things a particle can.
“Denny Crane.”
Cute meme but a friend of mine got fired yesterday. Having a job definitely doesn’t suck as much as not having one.
“Noble” probably isn’t the word I’d choose, but “awesome” certainly fits.
People who do their own research but don’t cite professional research are idiots.
No, women need to understand how interesting the making of bike tires is.


Alan Moore lives in a castle and actively hates the world. He’s my role model.
If it’s misogynistic to make jokes about stereotypes about women’s verbal abuse tactics, is it misandrist to make jokes about men having small penises? Because I’ve seen plenty of small dick jokes on Lemmy and absolute crickets from you in response to them.


1.) No, a meme is not anything that is shared or goes viral. Then anything would be a meme.
2.) Generally speaking, yes, but I wouldn’t necessarily make it a requirement for the community.
3.) If it’s just the headline, no.
4.) Yes, to me, a meme has always been an image + text. An image of text only is not a meme. Text only is not a meme. I would say images of other posts are okay, so long as something is added to it that makes it substantially more than the post itself (so, the post is a part of the meme, but the meme also involves something added by the memer).
5.) No, not yet. Healthy discussion is always good.


Ah. No, I don’t consider those memes.


I don’t consider 67 a meme in and of itself. I don’t know about these challenges you’re referring to.


To me, a meme requires an image and text. That image could be a gif or a still image, but it needs an image. I do not consider images of plain text to be memes—those are just posts posted in an unnecessarily data-fat way.
If I could teleport other people into a Tool music video, this wins hands down.
Please tell me this is just really good AI slop….


I also live in a very tourist-y area, but in the States, and without question the worst tourists are other Americans. I think when you’re visiting another country, there’s a certain amount of humility and respect that kicks in, because you know you’re not on your own turf. When you’re just visiting another part of your own country, that pressure doesn’t kick in and it can leave you behaving like a bit of an entitled ass.


Back in my 20’s I was backpacking through Europe and had heard that Parisians were generally friendly to American tourists, but the one thing I was told was to start every conversation at least attempting to speak French. I did so, and everyone I spoke to either started speaking English or politely referred me to someone who did. There was only one incident I had there. I was ordering dinner in a restaurant and I asked the waiter what wine he recommended with the meal I’d ordered. This is a fairly common thing to do in America, but this poor waiter looked at me like I had just transformed into a 4th-dimensional kaleidoscopic entity before his very eyes. I mean, he totally froze, eyes wide, jaw slack. I immediately felt so bad that I just ordered the first red wine I saw on the list and the relief on his face was palpable, but he still looked shaken.
I think French people are just so familiar with wine that they can’t comprehend people who aren’t. If you ever visit France, do some basic research just so you don’t freak them out.
I’m pretty sure no Elizabethan ever said, “I’m so gay for thee,” as an expression of happiness or support. Your phrasing is therefore pretty locked in as “your parents want the gay incest with you,” so maybe you owe OP an apology?
Just sayin’.
This is really Fringe humor.
2013? Dude, I’m haunted by 1996.