Cultists are easy to swindle.
Deleting messages from an iPhone WILL delete them from other devices - assuming you’ve opted to let it to do that, and then even still, there may be a delay until the next sync happens.
I’ve deleted messages on my iPhone and they’ll linger on my MacBook for a good while, depending on circumstances. (ie, if the MacBook wasn’t on network when the messages were deleted).
My kid is under 10 and absolutely adores all things Minecraft. He will be over the moon to hear this news. So will all his friends.
Consider this: A person has their iPhone battery replaced with a cheap Chinese 3rd party battery. A month later, the battery catches fire, injuring the person. Which headline do you honestly believe will run:
Apple iPhone catches fire, injures owner.
Unauthorized replacement iPhone battery catches fire, injures owner.
I didn’t even see this one. A friend sent me the pic I posted. My mistake, I’ll delete mine.
Oh wow. I want a wool sweater that says “GOOD BOY” on it! I wonder if my mom would make one for me.
Yet still no cure for this fucking tinnitus.
Well, if anyone tries to read my inner monologue all they’ll hear is “ssssssssssssssssszszzzssssss”
Where do we go, where do we go now?
“Are we blind?! Deploy the garrison!”
Hard is the mode on which I play.
Your mom’s a vegan bisque.
Shikaka!
F that. I’ll take David Bowie over Robert Heinlein (or Paul Verhoeven) any day.
Will it apply to porn subreddits?
“Hey u\i_love_big_tiddies, we noticed that you love big tiddies. Could we interest you in our new product: AstroCam Super Binoculars, so you can look at big tiddies from as far away as a quarter mile?”
Don’t make me break out my 1980’s memes.
lol when my kid was like three or four he’d watch some British cartoon called “gecko’s garage “ or something, and they’d pronounce it “garridge.” So my kid started saying it that way.
One day I’m driving him somewhere and he asks me “daddy, why didn’t you park the car in the garridge?”
“It’s a garage.”
“Garridge!”
“No. Say ga-raage.”
“Garridge!”
“GARAGE! We’re not British!”
“No! Garridge…”.
“Ugh! Whatever!”
“We’re having a quarrel! :-D “
Fuck em
RIP ICQ