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Aug 24, 2019 18:58
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Oh yeeeeaah, that’s the stuff!
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Aug 24, 2019 19:56
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Aug 24, 2019 20:30
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My nephew just turned 18 and he’s off to a roaring start on Facebook.  The memes about people on welfare are even better considering how much money we’ve given his parents.
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Aug 24, 2019 20:40
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Aug 24, 2019 20:40
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Krispy Wafer posted:My nephew just turned 18 and he’s off to a roaring start on Facebook. Isn't the minimum age for Facebook like 13?
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Aug 24, 2019 20:44
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Cartoon Man posted:A long wait for it: Kept waiting for it to fade to the Skyrim wagon...
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Aug 24, 2019 21:00
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Aug 24, 2019 21:28
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First guy to land a backflip* First guy to DO a backflip: https://i.imgur.com/bGLRD5v.gifv
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Aug 24, 2019 21:35
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I had a nightmare about that meme where you substitute letters for the letter B in a red square. And it was all King of the Hill memes so I dreamed all day of "[B]am[B] it, [B]o[B][B]y!" and it was rather horrible. Welp that was my meme dream - or dreme if you will - story, thanks for reading.
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Aug 24, 2019 22:05
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-oB6DN5dYWo
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Aug 24, 2019 22:07
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 he didn't even remove the 🅱️rinceton 🅱️o🅱️ 
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Aug 24, 2019 22:09
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Aug 24, 2019 23:18
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Cartoon Man posted:A long wait for it: https://twitter.com/PFTompkins/status/1163316958931984384
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Aug 24, 2019 23:21
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That’s why I said it was a “long” wait for it, duh.
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Aug 24, 2019 23:31
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https://twitter.com/Stev_D/status/524686327233921025?s=20
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Aug 24, 2019 23:32
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hell, same tbh
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Aug 24, 2019 23:50
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Snowman_McK posted:Ask Portugal or Japan. Small countries that don't have a lot else going on have the most incentive to go gently caress things up for everyone else. I'm reading Roger Crowley's 'Conquerors' on the Portugese empire. loving hell.
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Aug 24, 2019 23:59
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Seriouspost: I'm the best forklift driver on the forums. I can do things that others deem impossible. I know no-one cares but if you've got a 4000 kg load of pipes stuck in 1.2 metres of snow and ice and you've got to get them out with a two-wheel drive 3-ton forklift, HMU
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Aug 25, 2019 00:01
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when i worked at pratt and whitney my co worker and i would joust with forklifts forklifts own
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Aug 25, 2019 00:05
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I once got hit with a forklift and I consider myself both lucky to have survived and to have come into such close contact with such a wondrous device.
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Aug 25, 2019 00:07
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Someone nicked the CD player from the Union Rep's forklift so he just said "gently caress ALL RUSSIANS THEYRE NOT EVEN COMMUNISTS" and quit.
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Aug 25, 2019 00:13
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It really was the communism that gave them a veneer of credibility
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Aug 25, 2019 00:40
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Milo and POTUS posted:It really was the communism that gave them a veneer of credibility There are no good imperialists. (And we have no shortage of workers who were Soviets but not Russians and surprise surprise their evaluation of the CCCP is VERY different than the guys' who were born in Leningrad and whose fathers were officers.)
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Aug 25, 2019 00:43
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ForkLIIIIIIFFFFFFTTTTSSS OWN me irl A FESTIVE SKELETON has a new favorite as of 00:50 on Aug 25, 2019 |
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Aug 25, 2019 00:46
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"and I'm all outta God..."
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Aug 25, 2019 00:57
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I will always fondly remember the slogan on the t-shirt made by my student house in college. "_______ Construction Co.: Changing The World To Suit Our Needs"
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Aug 25, 2019 00:59
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Data Graham posted:I will always fondly remember the slogan on the t-shirt made by my student house in college. LOL you studied economics, the non-science.
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Aug 25, 2019 01:01
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Jerry Cotton posted:LOL you studied economics, the non-science. hey post some forklift memes or gently caress off yo
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Aug 25, 2019 01:22
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A FESTIVE SKELETON posted:hey post some forklift memes or gently caress off yo My identity is a identity not a meme! (I'll take the 100000er now)
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Aug 25, 2019 01:25
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Aug 25, 2019 01:26
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My first welding job was building forklifts. If you ever see the bottom of a custom 12,000lbs lift (i guess if it somehow tips over) and the bottom plate says: "Dial 1-900 Mix-A-Lot and Kick Them Nasty Thoughts" in bright pink paint marker and frilly cursive: 
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Aug 25, 2019 02:01
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Jerry Cotton posted:LOL you studied economics, the non-science. Lol I wish, at least then I'd know about elastic e: instead I'm stuck trying to solve the three body problem, lmafao Data Graham has a new favorite as of 02:38 on Aug 25, 2019 |
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Aug 25, 2019 02:31
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Data Graham posted:Lol I wish, at least then I'd know about elastic Work out and eat less. 
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Aug 25, 2019 02:49
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Since we're sharing forklift stories, might as well post mine. I had a brief but passionate relationship with a forklift back in 1973. It was a Toyota, an exotic machine in a tiny Greek town. Of course, I wasn't the only man whose attention it caught, but for whatever reason it picked me, an inexperienced operator, barely a man with boyish fluff for a moustache. One week after I'd introduced myself - it was a blur of wet sheets and mechanical vibrations - we were in Alps, sharing our youth, like it could last forever. We rented a tiny cabin in the middle of nowhere, far from the buzz of luxury ski resorts, but not too far from breathtaking snowy vistas and hearty country cheeses and strong wines. One night I woke up, alone in bed, my mind was heavy with tangled worrisome half-thoughts. The forklift outside, it wasn't afraid of the cold, and was almost hypnotised by how mountain peaks looked in the dark. Maybe it was just a bad dream I couldn't already remember, but I can't shake the feeling that right there and then I knew exactly how our romance would end. In the morning the forklift seemed more distant, almost like it wasn't sure who I was. We still exchanged spicy jokes, and enjoyed occasional bouts of intimacy, but something wasn't right. On the last day of our impromptu honeymoon, the forklift told me it was suffering from early onset dementia. We got back to Greece, barely talking to each other on the train. It was clear we couldn't work together anymore, it was against regulations, but I couldn't bear to let it go. In desperation, I sent letters to hundreds of engineers all over Europe, looked into traditional machinery, and even the occult. While I was at work one day the forklift simply vanished. Without taking anything with it, without leaving a note. Maybe it drove itself into a river, maybe it moved closer to a Toyota factory, where someone could take care of it better than I could, I don't know. Years later, I met my wife, a mechanic who specialised in forklift dementia. We bonded over my tragedy, and although nothing like a forklift, she managed to lift me back up, and give me confidence to operate a forklift again.
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Paladinus posted:Since we're sharing forklift stories, might as well post mine. I had a brief but passionate relationship with a forklift back in 1973. It was a Toyota, an exotic machine in a tiny Greek town. Of course, I wasn't the only man whose attention it caught, but for whatever reason it picked me, an inexperienced operator, barely a man with boyish fluff for a moustache. One week after I'd introduced myself - it was a blur of wet sheets and mechanical vibrations - we were in Alps, sharing our youth, like it could last forever. We rented a tiny cabin in the middle of nowhere, far from the buzz of luxury ski resorts, but not too far from breathtaking snowy vistas and hearty country cheeses and strong wines. One night I woke up, alone in bed, my mind was heavy with tangled worrisome half-thoughts. The forklift outside, it wasn't afraid of the cold, and was almost hypnotised by how mountain peaks looked in the dark. Maybe it was just a bad dream I couldn't already remember, but I can't shake the feeling that right there and then I knew exactly how our romance would end. In the morning the forklift seemed more distant, almost like it wasn't sure who I was. We still exchanged spicy jokes, and enjoyed occasional bouts of intimacy, but something wasn't right. On the last day of our impromptu honeymoon, the forklift told me it was suffering from early onset dementia. We got back to Greece, barely talking to each other on the train. It was clear we couldn't work together anymore, it was against regulations, but I couldn't bear to let it go. In desperation, I sent letters to hundreds of engineers all over Europe, looked into traditional machinery, and even the occult. While I was at work one day the forklift simply vanished. Without taking anything with it, without leaving a note. Maybe it drove itself into a river, maybe it moved closer to a Toyota factory, where someone could take care of it better than I could, I don't know. Years later, I met my wife, a mechanic who specialised in forklift dementia. We bonded over my tragedy, and although nothing like a forklift, she managed to lift me back up, and give me confidence to operate a forklift again. 
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Windows 95 is 24 years old today https://i.imgur.com/00GryMm.mp4 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KMU0tzLwhbE
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