Uranium wasn’t used for watch dials, but Uranium Orange is a colour of cermic glaze. It was pretty popular in America from the 1930’s to around 1942, when the government needed all the uranium for some big secret project. After the 60’s it was made with depleted uranium, instead of natural ore, until someone realized this still wasn’t a great idea.

But Geiger counters aren’t rhythmic at all, radioactive decay is, pretty famously, random.

Gold makes for an awful standard due to thermal expansion, but I feel this is more a historical artefact than an actual standard.

But, then how will I afford my third solid gold toilet?

Sounds like free advertising to me! For the low price of a couple of cancelled orders, you’ve just generated the most amazing set of review-reply opportunities imaginable

Ah, the January 6th Invasion, a truly classic special!

At least that’s a tree. Cutting down a tree is pretty doable, not like Japanese Knotweed, which is fucking unkillable

“do I have three arms and talking hamster? According to some words I wrote on a piece of wood, yes!”

Step 1: don’t invade poland.

Step 2: stop being Nazis

There, that’s how Hitler could have won.

The answer is a whole-society approach, AND heavy regulation. You provide information from a whole host of sources, government and private, and you basically ban disinformation (read: advertising) from contradicting or subverting it.

Right on red

Not a cyclist, I see.

When I was a dumb kid, me and other dumb kids found some paving tiles and decided to break them by throwing them in the air. Unfortunately, I was really bad at aiming, caught it on my head and caused permanent spinal damage.

The doctor recommended strength training, because my muscles would overtaxed by compensating for my wonky spine, which I promptly ignored because, again, I was a dumb kid and girls don’t lift weights. So from age 10 to 19 ish I basically had debilitating neck pains every few months which had me stuck in bed on painkillers and muscle relaxants.

After 9 years of being an idiot, I started listening to the doctors, lifted weights, and basically never had a sore neck again. The main downside is that clothes shopping is hard now.

Well, apparently not.

And damage from chlorine gas NEVER heals. That reduced lung capacity is for the rest of your now-shortened life.

He was born in the 17th century, everyone had quite the aroma back then

Let me throw you a little binary choice set:

A1: HR are great, and I trust them.

A2: HR are great, and I don’t trust them.

B1: HR sucks, and I trust them.

B2: HR sucks, and I don’t trust them.

Obviously option A1 and A2 have the same outcome, while B1 has significantly worse outcomes than B2. What’s worse is that, by your own post, HR can go from A to B in an instant, because they’re following orders.

Obviously it’s in my own best interest that I district all HR.

And extremely predictable

“but how did they make the lines so straight???!!!”

Mf never pulled on a piece of string.

So who do I throw money at to see this roast, with live audience reactions?

Whatever the fuck we wanted? What a weird question…