America has a dire prudism problem.

If I were to get married, it’d be the cheapest way possible. If my partner were to prefer an expensive wedding, we wouldn’t be getting married in the first place anyway.

Chances are, the encyclopedia company bought a batch that had bad sectors for this.

The key contained an ‘update’ to the encyclopedia, probably because it was cheaper than what they did before, which was releasing supplements.
All the data inside was about 1.7Gb or something like that, the entire encyclopedia in digital form, plus whatever updates they didn’t bother release in paper.

That encyclopedia was never used, of course. It has always been just a scam on an old lady that ended up becoming decoration, like many other leather-bound books in the house.

When I meet some shoopkeepeers who look Chinese, I have the urge to say something that sounds kinda like “knee how” but I don’t because I don’t know what that means. Freaking Babel curse, man.

Ask the French. They may have some pointers.

No rubber ducks shall be mentioned without also mentioning the techno remix of the German version of the Sesame Street’s Rubber Ducky song

It is Law.

People with those types of weird wingdings, dingbats, dinguses, doohickeys, and thingamabobs crowding their keychains always puzzle me.

Why not have proper, normal things one would use as key chains? Like:

• A length of 7 links of cobalt kiln recovery chain you found on the floor of an industrial site.
• The pin of a fire extinguisher.
• A 7gb usb flash drive in the shape of a key that used to contain an encyclopedia but that now contains a Linux boot.
• A heavy-duty rigging hook.

If we had proper anti-trust laws, Marketplace would have been a separate entity that could survive on its own, while the rest dies.

People still use them? Why?

Terms of service are unenforceable as nobody reads them.
A contract cannot be valid if one side has not read it. If one side cannot guarantee the other side has read it, it’s their onus.
Also, clicking a button that says “I accept” isn’t signing a contract. If it doesn’t have your signature or a certified digital signature, it isn’t a contract.
It’s just an “I told you so” that allows them to kick you out, like the rules at the entrance of a restaurant. It doesn’t give them the power to sue you or anything like that. It’s just covering their asses with legalese excuses. Any legal practice that claims otherwise are just legal mercenaries for the wealthy.

Not if it worked like in Beetlejuice. In that setting, when you commit suicide, you basically ‘volunteer’ for an office job for an eternity or two.

Why do they call them “handles” when you are supposed to open them with your foot?

How is it even legal for a company to decide what you can or can’t install in your own device?

Just get a freaking backpack.

That’s why the right-wingers of PP and Vox are frothing at the mouth and pushing their corporate media mercenaries to lie extra hard about it all.

We all know the reason. That mod couldn’t resist the autoerotic arousal of the ultimate unjustified ban. They live for those.

How a brick-and-mortar store works can’t be compared to the Internet.

Adamantium is made with vibranium and steel.
You also have Uru, which is an entirely different thing from a magical realm, kinda like Marvel’s mithril.

Their hardness, toughness, strength and magical conductivity are different, making Adamantium better for attacking, Vibranium better for defending, and Uru better for enchanting.

That’s not how the internet works.

The onus is on the users. The parents are the ones who have to figure out a way to ensure what their kid’s devices can access, or that they are educated enough not to seek it.

They’ll just add another one that clarifies it can only happen if the terms were not consecutive, of it your surname is Trump.