A sci-fi drama about a guy who develops a brain tumor. The tumor becomes sentient and can communicate with the man through their shared thoughts. Over time, they develop a kind of friendship. At the end, the man must undergo brain surgery to remove the tumor. Despite being able to prevent the surgery somehow (haven't worked this part out yet), the tumor allows it to happen anyway, knowing that it must die in order for the man to live.

I think I would write this as a short story, but I've never written any fiction before and don't even know how to start.

I thought it was an autonomous collective.

"Around the world" aren't the lyrics, they're just another instrument. You wouldn't say that the drum beat is repetitive, for example.

Supreme executive power derives from using sudo, not some farcical user account control.

When were you when gif is pronounced? I was sit at home shitposting when Piotr ring:

"Gif is yiff"

"No."

I believe that a trial begins at conception.

I think the GOP intentionally spews some ridiculous shit like this every so often to make their regular shit look less crazy.

Upvoted for con-conspirators.

In a few years he might qualify for a work-release program through Four Seasons Landscaping.

apology for poor english

when were you when denuvo is cracked?

i was sat at home eating smegma butter when pjotr ring

‘denuvo is crack’

‘no’

notices bulge

I think I'd like my money back

The movie caused him to experience feelings he doesn't quite understand.

The blanket makes it look like he has a big cartoon grin

Well, straight girls like dick, and liking dick is gay, so yeah.

When I read "never used a computer with a keyboard and mouse" my first thought was "wow, they only ever used punched cards" until I realized you meant they only used touch screens.

This comment is quite a wild ride.

These people, whoever-the-fuck they are, need to be regulated.

No no no, they can eat beaver all week long, they just can't eat anything BUT beaver on Fridays. Scholars maintain that this is the origin of the phrase "Thank God it's Friday". I hope you were not deterred from becoming Catholic due to this misunderstanding.

It's the Dead Ringer from Team Fortress 2

My intrusive thoughts go crazy when I see this.

Sorry, vanilla person here: how does one use a spoon as a sex toy?

Went to a foreign country for vacation and bought a whole-ass bale of hay. Most of the dream was me trying to smuggle it home through customs.

I'm waiting for a Hallmark Channel redemption arc for him. He goes to prison, slowly befriends his fellow cell mates and empathizes with them, and emerges a changed man who gives up his fortune in order to fight the injustices against the common man.

I lost it at "peanits"

Primal Fear (1996). It's arguable whether or not the antagonist is truly evil though.

I'm starting to suspect that these Fox News guys might be somewhat biased.

Scorcher VI - Global Meltdown. All I remember is the trailer, can't even remember the movie.

I ditched Ubuntu for Mint a few months ago. Also a good decision.

Often times, one or two large companies employ a significant fraction of the community. In my (rural) hometown we had a university and an industrial battery factory. Almost half of all the families in town had at least one member employed by either the university or the factory.

My butthole clenched up when the angle grinder came out.

Until they region-lock your dryer.

Watership Down. It's supposed to be a kids movie but damn is it dark.

People come up to him and say "Sir, how do you stay in such good shape?"

This is exactly what I use it for. I have to write a lot of justifications for stuff like taking training, buying equipment, going on business travel, etc. - text that will never be seriously read by anyone and is just a check-the-box exercise. The quality and content of the writing is unimportant as long as it contains a few buzz-phrases.

As a man with moobs, I finally feel represented.

Try remounting the root filesystem with "mount -o remount,rw /".

I read it in David Attenborough's voice. It was glorious.

And you sir, are you waiting to receive my limp penis?

Russia may counter with ill-tempered sea bass.