CaptainMcMonkey

I know the second part is from that Gundam show, but what is the first anime? The animation looks awesome, and I want to check it out.

Also, you’re not really supposed to carry it around with you, the ideas that you would put this in a safe document storage place until you need it for something specific.

I believe the primary reason is that there are counterfeiting counter measures, and if you laminated it, it would make it hard to use verification methods that allow you to make sure it’s a real one. They want to know that it is not copied, altered, or otherwise illegally fabricated.

Also, it should be noted that this is an identification card that can allow you to do crazy things like apply for official documents and loans. This number is extremely helpful for people wanting to steal your identity. I believe the idea is that if you lose it, it should degrade and disintegrate so you can get a new one without worrying that your identity will be stolen. Although, this is just my speculation.

It’s actually pretty good feedback, I’ll do something like that next time.

I think a lot of this joke refers to the Roman god Mars, and the Roman Goddess Venus, more than it does the planetary bodies. Roman and Greek mythology both have a lot of gender fuckery, so I think it’s pretty appropriate.

That bing AI thing says there’s somewhere around 65 to 70 named Roman deities, so I’m gonna make a call and say that there are probably 69 genders.

Yes, life begins at inception. When the idea to have sex with someone blossoms in your mind, the resulting child now has a soul.

Holy shit, ordering the wrong batteries was the icing on the cake.

That tracks. Celebrity stuff usually annoys me, so I avoid news about it. There’s just been too many Swift Plane jokes to ignore lately.

Tony scratched his neck, his high visibility vest making him itchy again. He took off his bright yellow hardhat, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Now cradling his hardhat under one arm, and a clipboard in his hand, he sidled over to the rich prick. “Look, Enrique, I really need you to sign the…” He paused for a rattling rumble, as a dump truck disgorged another load of printer cartridges onto the front lawn. “…pink copy of the bill of lading. It confirms the delivery was made, and my drivers can get paid.”

Enrique sputtered, fuming. “What the hell am I supposed to do with this?“ He said, gesturing at the small hill nearly obscuring his mansion.

“Well…” Tony grunted. “ You better hope that some of these loads have magenta, otherwise these piles of cyan and yellow are totally useless.“

Is this inevitable for some people? Or is this what happens when it goes untreated?