Thanks for verifying. The spooky part is that this seems (at least to me) very believable even when it is not true.

Why if I may ask?

Right on. We also have the Florida journalsim.

True story.

Dunno. When it comes to Florida folks, sometimes it is hard to tell AI slop from reality.

Which is why in America they look for Mornay sauce residues instead of blood in homicide crime scenes.

Edit: grammar

This is the kind of thing that makes it difficult for me to empathize with them. Like really, I need to do some yoga before.

Mental health issues, substance abuse, or plain evil. Or some of the above, or all of the above.

Oh, my apologies fellow Canadian. Please carry on, don’t let me distract you from achieving your objectives.

Oh please, don’t jynx it for the rest of us. You’re just giving them ideas.

I support this classification

I’ll have a glass of cat please 😛

/jk

More like the Commonwealth realm of Canada, since Canada doesn’t have provinces. We could use a few more provinces I guess.

I would think that under that arrangement, Canada becoming an European country would not be too much of a stretch anymore, no?

As a Canadian who understand a few bits and pieces of French I have to say that most Québécois people have been very tolerant with me and my (lack of) French (there are exceptions of course, but not going to judge everyone due to some exceptions).

Sure, things could always be better, and history has painful and bad episodes, but I see no reason to give Québécois shit for speaking their language.

So to whoever came up with the text in the pic: Esti de câlice de tabarnak!!!. Now please help yourself to an abundant portion of fresh steaming feces and enjoy it with a side of partially digested corn.

Very interesting. I didn’t know about this and after reading a bit about it, it makes sense. I didn’t know there was a name for this. Thanks for putting this on my radar.

Not anymore. My friends know that life sometimes gets busy and things sometimes fall in between the cracks. If they are truly friends, they know I’ll come back eventually and if they are in a rush, they can msg again. To people who think they are entitled to an answer i apply the following principle: “I have no obligation to lower my car window for bums begging for money. Even if I know them personally.”

Then what is it?

No issues with that on my end :-)