Pluto can still float around the sun like any planet can. It’s just when some scientist comes along and says “well, actually…”.
Maybe in a couple years there’ll be another scientist who says “well, actually…” and Pluto will be a planet again.
It’s not up to Pluto, it’s up to the people who interpret the rules.

Size doesn’t matter.

Reminds of of these

I think it’s pretty much a gaycycle.

Who’s Danny?

I usually just do this:

I interpret it as “we (men) need no external validation, but it’s nice to get”. However, I argue that we do need external validation and denying that is toxic masculinity.

You put the roman in romantic

You are a good person and you deserve to be seen. Love yourself.

If that helps you cope that you just got fucked, together with all the Italians. Than, sure.

And you too, while we’re at it.

I don’t think we’re doing that anymore. For the most part, at least.

I can live with that. Fuck the Italians!

Yeah duh, that’s a no-brainer

There are so many good memories. Its hard to choose.

On PC it’s Atlantis, by Cryo Games. It was a point and click, like Myst. I liked the story telling.

On snes it’s Terranigma. Also because of the story. But the most played game for me was Super Metroid.

A special mention needs to go out to the entire GTA series, because I grew up with them.

I can already seal what’s wrong with this little guy.

It’s also very advisable to do a basic AED course. Its just a single afternoon, but it’s immensely valuable to have at least once practised with how to properly use an AED. Often they also show other techniques, like Rautek (dragging someone semi safely) or how to use the kiss of life (a mouth to mouth ventilation mask)

“Boomer” has lost all meaning. It has just become an empty counter for when you disagree with someone but you lack the emotional intelligence to have an actual discussion about something other the superficial.

Yes, I also love China and their all-seeing government.

Before Mr Robit, hacking was always portrayed as some action packed race against the clock with fast typing and a lot of meaningless, magic words.

3, sometimes 18, but I get sweaty in bed.