I think the “I’m baby” is the result of using voice to text while she’s in the car on the way home. I don’t think she’s crafting messages in a way usual of anyone. She is spending the minimum amount of time on the phone to let her daughter know she has been heard, then focusing the rest of her energy on getting back there asap.

Fold your phone in to a paper plane to enter airplane mode. It won’t stop you from receiving calls, but it will look badass when your $2000 Samsung phone makes it several feet down the cul-de-sac

In order to call your mom, you have to:

Pick a color

Pick a number

Pick a number

Pick a number

No, not that number, Nora just did that and it’s not funny to get the same one twice

Okay, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5… Flips open page

You’re a turd

Wanna try again?

For what it’s worth, I am hereby sending you the official signal that you should absolutely exist, that you have every right to be yourself, and that your continued existence is important and meaningful for yourself and others in similar situations especially. I hope you will forever be gifted with the courage to be yourself, even when the world is challenging you on it.

It wasn’t just real enough. The game contained an actual first aid learning tool, and test, which you had to pass in order to advance in the game. So anyone who learned it and learned to play medic got an actual first aid course by the US military for free.

This is not meant to endorse anything one way or the other, I am just a video game nerd who thinks that America’s Army is a very interesting oddity.

This made me feel kind of hopeful for some reason. Also, nice foo fighters reference

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I was born in 96. My first console generation was PSX and GBC, followed by GBA and PS2. I think your gf just wasn’t in to gaming when she was little.

Assistant Post Flight Fluffer

Oh, wait

Hannah Monta!

Hannah Montana!

Go back to try again, now that you have confirmation the old password was, in fact, correct:

Wrong password

This is incredibly visually pleasing to me. The look of the dice, the fact that they all landed on the same value, the yellow lighting contrasting the blue, is all just scratching every arbitrary itch in my head, as well as reminding me of a cozy evening of playing dice with my grandparents.

Your lucky throw is now this strangers phone background.

I mean, using your voice to influence the outcome of politics is kind of how a democracy works. Ideally, at least. But I agree with your sentiment.

Also, for a second I imagined a scenario where voting is done by small groups in booths, booing for the politicians they don’t like and clapping for the ones they like, and then someone would watch the tapes and just count how many people booed and clapped at every politician.

On an unrelated note, H

Consensual? Kids cannot consent. Kids are confused, curious hormone bombs who are easily manipulated and tend to put a lot of trust in adults who sound like they know what they’re doing. That’s the entire point of why we place that responsibility on the adults, and not the kids who don’t know what the fuck they’re doing.

Or a future president.

I’m voting yes

I’m surprised you put the guns away. I’d assume they’d just accumulate, and by the end of the day, all Americans would be carrying about 16 or 17 different firearms.

Then at the end of the year, you drive your 17 * 365 to the car dealership and trade the lot in for a bigger SUV.

You just unlocked a memory for me. One of my dad’s friends had a super cool keyboard, I think it was a Casio. It had midi, and a bunch of built in instruments. Then he had another friend, who was a huge geek, who figured out how to extract the midi instruments from the keyboard, so we could use them to replace the cheaper sounding midi instruments in windows.

Obviously it didn’t sound as good as the keyboard, because it still was dragged behind by inferior hardware on the PC. Not to mention the fact that some of the instruments just didn’t play, and that Windows liked to crash and revert all instruments back to the default if it didn’t like an instrument we tried to feed it, but I still remember it as something really badass.