Omg the dopamine hit from emptying and refilling the dishwasher cannot be equaled.

Post then delete. Or, alternatively, post, then refuse to look at the replies for like 3 weeks because you're not sure if they were trash or not

As a thought experiment I guess.

Not very good as a novel, though. Same as Aldous Huxley, the characters barely exist, it's just a platform for pontification. Give me George Eliot or William Faulkner any day of the week.

~~Nobody~~ almost nobody has sex on a schedule. It's probably more down to variability in self-reported frequency

He drops commits but keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down, CI goes so loud
He tags the release but it won't go out
E2es choking now, pipeline' jokin' now
Clock's run out, time's up, over, blaow.

Their marriage was impossible call it a reference, there was no special love between husband and wife. But also the most he was not terrible in the world either.

Help, call a strokulance, I'm having an amb

I'm still bitter about cha cha cha

No we didn't light it, but we tried to fight it...

Did we fuck

As nature intended

I feel like there are actually multiple counter-examples to this, but they're all much better realised worlds than Harry Potter

Well noticed

Hypertext markup Language. Yeah this sorta reminds me of why I stopped following r/ProgrammerHumour on the old site - too many cheap potshots at Perl, PHP and HTML, as if they weren't fantastic tools that powered the creation of the internet we have today. Kids, man, SMH