What do you suggest they should’ve done instead in that situation? Assault him and get arrested? Report him to the police or airport security and miss the flight while getting the bureaucratic run-around?

God doesn’t play dice with the universe because the universe got fed up with his 24-sided d20s.

Normalizing a 2D vector is not part of the scripture, apparently.

If Emps had been allowed to turn the universe info a fascist’s paradise, we’d have none of this woke shit! Damn you, Erebus!

Lempo isn’t a fertility god, though. His areas are erotic love, sex, and sexual prowess. He is also known by the feminine name Lemmätär or Lemmetär (-tar and -tär being feminizing suffixes). It’s not surprising that Christian revisionists turned him into one of the chief demons.

Only a Genius could come up with a scheme that offloads the cost of their own laziness to the customer. Exactly the kind of innovation that Steve Jobs stood for.

“I’ll pray for you” but it’s a prayer to Lempo, god of fucking from Finnish mythology.

Get yourself a pocket president to legitimize everything you do and crime becomes legal.

Battery is dead. Customer disservice can’t run diagnostics software on it because it won’t turn on because the battery is dead. They won’t replace the battery because the battery is dead. That entire cult is a fucking farce.

My English-as-second-language teacher hated me because I kept correcting her spelling and vocabulary. But it was okay because I hated her right back and took every opportunity to annoy her (for the sake of rigorous accuracy, of course). Fortunately she couldn’t actually harm or sabotage me because I aced almost all of my tests and had good scores in national ESL competitions, and a sudden drop in grades would likely have been too obvious.

The point where I’d had enough was a test about the anatomy of vehicles. She had crossed out my answer to “left side of a ship” because I’d written port or larboard (not that I expected someone with a master’s diploma to know the etymology of nautical terms*, or not to confuse larboard with starboard because they looked similar), but what made my blood fucking boil was when she crossed out my answers of hood and trunk because I’d used the American words instead of the British bonnet and boot, and when I pointed out that she’d marked those same answers as correct in others’ tests, she went back and fucking changed the scores on the other tests. I told her it was “deplorable conduct for a teacher” (approximate translation, and as polite as I was going to get that day) and she dragged me to the principal for disrupting the class.

That was the third year of high school (I think “junior” is the American equivalent). I took an option to graduate one year early from ESL, in part out of spite. I’m sure she was glad to be rid of me.

* I knew “larboard” and “starboard” and the names of individual sails from Assassin’s Creed 4. Much of my vocabulary comes from games (including some Russian from STALKER, Metro, and MGSV).

edit: A resurfaced memory! Still regarding sailing – she thought “in distress” meant that things were calm and safe because “di-stress” was the opposite of “stress”. I swear I’m not making this shit up!