i read the article on netflix that was like “we lost 2.6 billion dollars last year because of people sharing their password :’(((”
so lets see. netflix apparently has 139,260,000 accounts, with each and every one of those accounts paying anywhere from $13 to $16 a month, which means each account is generating about $156 to $192 every year, which all adds up to, unless i messed up my math, $21,724,560,000 generated every year. Twenty one billion dollars, at least.
so fuck you and fuck your crocodile tears lmao. you’re never going to make any of your bad decisions this seem justified.
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Overwatch 2 is literally the exact same game. I don’t mean that in a cheeky way like people used to say about call of duty or mobas, it is literally the same game as Overwatch. Overwatch 2 and Overwatch 1 players get put into the same lobbies, same maps, playing the same characters in the same engine with the same look. All they’re adding is a late-2000s style campaign that reuses the PvP maps, except even that’s not new because they’ve already had that in Overwatch for like a week before they took it back out.
And no you cannot say they deserve to get paid for the work they’re putting into the new content because they (the shareholders, not the workers) have already been paid a thousand times over by the recurrent user spending in the form of slot machine lootboxes that are so egregiously manipulative and sinister that they’re getting banned in several countries.
went on a dead person’s twitter and i guess they had that horoscope app installed that automatically tweets your horoscope for you at set intervals because after their final tweet there’s just pages upon pages, years worth of these horoscope tweets droning on in silence. it’s really dark in a way i can’t properly articulate, like a phone receiver off-hook tone echoing through an empty house.
I think my favorite jokes are the ones that weren’t even all that funny until I was an adult, and now they’re fucking hilarious. I’m not even talking about the dirty jokes. I’m talking about in Finding Nemo where the sharks are having fucking AA for fish eating. Remember that shit? “I am a nice shark, not a mindless eating machine. If I am to change this image, I must first change myself.” Who ever thought of that? That was brilliant. Or what about that time in Shrek 2 where Shrek and Donkey infiltrate the castle pretending to be union workers? Little me didn’t give a shit about unions but big me is remembering Shrek going “It’s okay buddy, we’re from the union” and the desk worker secretively “we don’t even have dental,” and Shrek just shakes his head and looks at Donkey like he can’t believe this shit and goes, “They don’t even have dental.” What the fuck. I’m dying of laughter. Who comes up with this shit.
i love the idea of ghosts not being dead people but just places where time is kind of thin
like one of my friends & his girlfriend have a ghost in their very old new england house that’s apparently an old timey little boy who does shit like jump on the bed and slam doors but if they tell him very sternly “daniel, stop that” the activity stops immediately
and i love the idea that years ago theres this rowdy little 19th century boy just being alive and playing in his room but if he gets too loud sometimes, the ghostly form of my 21st century friend shows up and is like “Hey! Cut it out.” and then vanishes and no one believes this child
