i’ve just switched to a wired usb-c option. it’s a fraction of the cost, water- and dust-resistant by it’s very nature, and i don’t have to worry about forgetting to recharge their “batteries”.
just tuck the cable into the neck hole and dangle it through the bottom of the t-shirt to the phone and bob’s your uncle.
i got them after a set of airpods and two sets of bose earbuds crapped out on me and i haven’t regretted the decision yet.
van gogh sold hundreds of paintings in his lifetime.
if you dont believe me, see this QI clip that confirms it.
nobody’s saying either wrong is right. nobody’s blaming the one dude.
as an indian, i’ve always cringed at movies like baazi, kaante, aatank hi aatank, hum tum, chachi 420, zinda, ek ruka hua faisla, satte pe satta, sholay, qayamat, ghulam, and a boatload of other shameless rip-offs and i was just marvelling at the irony of the situation.
gandlworf?
maybe gimli the dworf would have made a more apt crossover.
“judge a society by its prisons.” fyodor dostoyevsky.
13th century
phew!
whatever you do with your life, friend, please don’t go into diagnostic medicine as a career.
still is. it just hasn’t been properly mucked out.
i am not happy with the lack of cover for MØ8. granted, there’s not many who can play like him anyway, but there are a whole host of players who would be a better option than just sticking Havertz in there or throwing Nwaneri into the deep end.
Smith-Rowe and Vieira are two that come to mind.
they are not “wealth gainers”.
they are hoarders, plain and simple. they have a mental illness which society needs to recognise for what it is.
send them wishes to get well soon if you can hit any of them up on social media.
and toeing the car is a fetish.
if there’s a road accident and both riders are dutch, do they share the blame equally?
the hindi film industry is itself littered with corpses of stolen ideas from other film industries across the world for decades now.
seems karma’s come home to roost if this story is true.
someone please show this man a sunset or a distant constellation.
anything to get his mind into the open out from the tunnel of contrived hate that he’s built up.
his mother is going to be so ashamed of him, bless his heart.
with the sister joining the dark side, maybe her moniker should be Plunder Woman.
mark my words, nothing’s going to come out of this apart from a few fines.
enough pockets will be stuffed to ensure that their “legacy” remains intact.
but how does it get kinda hard without the orgies?
well, he hasn’t met mine yet. she’s in fine fettle for her age.
is this similar in concept to the scaled sort on lemmy?