dunking on people here should be called skeet shooting
19.05.2023 20:55
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dunking on people here should be called skeet shooting
first class
This is where I post from
I would rather use skeeter than skymate lmao lean into it
This blog post is really impressive. I really like how uncomplicated you make it. Feels like you used the minimum required (linguistic? actual?) complexity to express each idea such that the harder concepts at the end came easier.
I’m more productive if I dress well when working at home even if I know I won’t be seen.
nobody watches those birds anymore, there’s too many of them
geese would be the talk of the town if they weren’t so common
it's never over
https://serenityos.org/
what did he mean by this
if someone quote skeets an account you've blocked it shows up as a regular tweet. you'll have no idea that it's a quote skeet lmao.
halfway between ryan gosling and nick land
When you deactivate on the bird app your tweets/profile become unviewable (i think). It's much easier to step away if nobody can reply to your posts.
just saw a guy finish a bowl of really spicy lamb vindaloo. Pupils dilated and couldn’t stop talking about the “cosmic turtle escaping through the porch screen”
we’re back
tweet wrapped lines it’s over
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true
seeing butterfly schlong is critical to user interface
Games that hide failure are always doomed to spiral into player frustration. Lindy counterstrike never hides your own performance. Compare with overwatch’s saccharine approach that results in off-putting fakeness.
do we have any mormons on the sky app yet
what if it’s a mix of both (last wagon into utah)
yes hello you may remember me from peanut butter toast onion poasting
experimental autism
optimistic on the sky app staying alive if even with a small cohort given that poaster is still going strong
it’s perfect
I believe in you
we’re so back
who is @intem.bsky.social what is intem.bsky.social why dose he have a reversed nick land bio I want to follow yet, something holds me back. Cowardice? Or the Spirit?