I was in London last month, the city is amazingly quiet because of all the electric cars, buses, taxis etc. I read it’s like, 70% of all London City traffic is electric? It’s beautiful.

Simply put, it’s sleezy. I wouldn’t want to hang around someone like that. Titillating anime pictures are on the spectrum of a mechanic’s skimpy calendar. They’ve prioritised sexual gratification over social decorum, which the choice in of itself, I feel would make women uncomfortable. What kind of guy does that?

There’s clearly a limit here, I’m sure you’d agree, perhaps your line is simply further back. Hardcore pornography is probably out, no? A fleshlight? A poster celebrating 9/11? Any number of these things wouldn’t interfere with my ability to work, but I certainly wouldn’t want to go near that person. You come to work to work, not to get a horn on.

Gives me the ick, like some guy with a pornstar poster. If you can’t even go to work without having a sexualised image constantly in your eye line, you need to work on your priorities.

Good lord this is a lazy comic. Like, nice artwork and all, but all that just to be an exceptionally obvious mouth piece for an author opinion? Damn.

Hats off for putting in the effort, thank you.

>BestOfLemmy

Just gives me more opportunity to save up lots and lots of piss

Damn I didn’t know

Got WAY TOO drunk at a club, kicked out (which I genuinely accepted with good grace). Walking home, realised I’d forgotten my jacket. Figured I’d just nip in past the bouncer, grab the jacket and leave without bothering anyone. I didn’t nip past. I got bounced. Rebuffed from the club, and pushed backwards I fell over and broke my foot (a Jones fracture). Was in a moon boot for 3 months or so, but now it hurts whenever I walk wrong.

I have two kinds of tinnitus, the classic high pitched ringing that if I pay too much attention can swell like an orchestra, and a newer weirder kind, a low rumble that sounds like a diesel engine is in my driveway that never drives off.

My brother convinced me not to, as Coles and Woolworths are often franchised by families. Head office takes their cut regardless, whatever you steal comes out of the franchise owners wallet. Happy to be proven wrong as I’d love to knick from em.

Our PT system (Melbourne Australia) is privately owned and costs $5 each way. Consider not paying and paying a fine if caught - it often works out cheaper. Fines are $200, and I’ve only had my ticket checked maybe 4 times in 6 years. Odds are good!

But only when they moo in the proper french dialect, you say?

“Specious reasoning” is all I can think of. That’s what Lisa Simpsons says when Homer thinks the Bear Patrol is working like a charm (because there’s not a bear in sight).

Refrigerate your mangos before eating! So much nicer than a lukewarm mango.

It sounds like your morals are beholden to whatever reprehensible things are allowed by the government, if you are competitively incentivised. If slavery became legalised today, would you buy yourself some slaves to make sure you’re keeping up with the Jonese’s? Just because the government allows you to negatively gear and buy stacks of houses off of an initial investment, depriving others of their first home - solely because you legally can - doesn’t mean you have to, or should. This opulence of multiple home ownership, where you literally charge your tenants more than your mortgage costs, profiteering during a housing crisis, is really reprehensible. Look, I’m sure if we were at the pub together we’d have a great time, but buddy, you’re objectively an immoral person.

Being complicit in the system is what props it up. If everyone acted like my partner and I, there would be no housing crisis. Your “the system is broken so I might as well take advantage” mindset is the cornerstone of so much wrong in this planet. It’s why slavery existed, it’s why factory farming exists, it’s why child sweat shops still operate, it’s why global warming runs rampant. Your hamburger analogy also isn’t very applicable. A hamburger salesman provides me with a product that I choose to occasionally enjoy. If hamburgerlords suddenly bought up every hamburger and started scalping them, I’d go without hamburgers. Whereas you’ve used your wealth to scalp houses, something people can’t go without.

The Mrs and I have agreed we’ll never buy and rent out an investment property, even if it makes financial sense.

To fight with other investors over someone else’s first home to boulster my own portfolio and then harvest other people’s wages because I had a higher initial deposit seems dirty to me.

I refuse to pull the ladder up behind me if and when we can buy our first home.

It Takes Two too often borrowed from that “well that just happened!” school of comedy that I just couldn’t stand. Not all the time mind you, but enough to bother me.

Except they don’t. They keep pumping out agricultural funded studies that say “a crumb of seaweed solves climate change!” but we’re always soon™.