BugKilla

I look forward to the sequel : Concentration Camp Tycoon.

Fark…

Agree. I would also insist on it being supported by a socialised health system with control over pharmaceutical pricing.

Mother Theresa would have fucking loved all this shit.

Good question, the inside was flat and quite far out on the lateral commissure. I was told it was not left in for long. My eyes are just watering thinking about it.

Well…from what I saw and how the ermm “procedure” was described…the sphincter. Think of a torus and intersect it with another torus 90 degrees to it’s central plane but positioned at it’s top. The piercing did not project into the anal verge but rather protruded along side it. Now I know what you’re thinking: “How the everlovin’ fuck do you keep that clean?!” Well, I can assure you they also wrestled with that problem. It was…well… as you can imagine the stuff of nightmares.

I saw a butt piercing; an eyelid stud; a weighted frenulum chain (think bike lock); a full back brand ; and vulva “Sarlac Pit” tattoo all in the 90s. Everyone had something. I was an outlier in my career at the time in not having any tattoos or piercings or body mods. No judgement on those who did, just wasn’t for me.

And of course they put aside enough money to have their corpses removed and all the rubbish they took up with them…right? Self indulgent, ego stroking narcissism is what this is. They could have used their wealth to help community development programs in Nepal and pushed for making Everest a restricted world heritage site.

That anywhere else is better.

Random toilet thought: I wonder if doing that with your cat actually builds some familial bond with them different from the habituated human that they may perceive us to be. Specifically an actually pride member coparticipating in hunting. To be honest I reckon they probably think we’re cramping their style and would prefer that we simply fuck off and get some catnip.

I think you make a good case for making energy production a public utility. Private ownership of essential services is ethically bankrupt. The fact that a company can fail and leave people without core services, is disgusting in my opinion. Even more disgusting is that they almost always seek public funds to bail them out.

Exactly, a lot data exfil’d is used to enrich other sources. All data loss should be treated as a catastrophic failure of security controls. Corporate victims should pay for their customers potential loss of identity and privacy as a preemptive action, even if the data in of itself may be considered low risk. If compliance with this is difficult then executives should be forced under law to post all of their personal info into Wikipedia with audio samples of their voice, full genome mapping and mugshots. Fuck these companies and their profits over people attitude.

You did a very excellent thing looking out for this doglet. As to the yelling at the owners; if it’s hyperbole then all’s well. If in fact you did yell at them, then that can foster resentment that can often be deflected to other things like said woofer. If these owners are recalcitrant in looking after this animal, then offer to take her off their hands and place her in a more loving environment. Once she is secure, persue her former owners and dissembowel them with a cement trowel and wear their entrails like Mardi gras bling. Have a wonderful day and peace be with you.

There is one less bomb…so both sides are not equal.

Said ironically and factually.

Fucking delicious, isn’t it?

The board, CEOs and senior executives of these leeches need to be standing in line holding their wicker baskets.

Yes please and thank you!

In what fucking universe is putting secure military communications under the control of a private entity a good idea?

I think it was a great use of the word! Anybody seeking to expand their vocabulary is top shelf in my book.

I just think that spicy tea would help to spread the death a bit better.

I think the implication is that the tea might have been glowing. No window required.

“Men will never be free until the last king is strangled with the entrails of the last priest.” ― Denis Diderot