<Nitya> seriously, is 60s-level typechecking a cool feature now? uuuugh
<Rig> I don't know if any language feature can be considered "cool"

<Haruspex> it smells crappy
<Haruspex> -- my hot take on pot
<PacificTrashVortex> more like a hot toke

<Barcode> "Cemetery Support Clerk" amazingly depressing job
<IllFlower> "Have you tried rebooting the deceased?"

<Solstace> .decide call | don't call
*** feepbot has left irc.esper.net (Ping timeout: 195 seconds)
<Solstace> Wimp.

<Motoko> You're always putting words in my mouth.
<Nitya> You're the one who always leaves it open!
<Motoko> That's only because it's constantly agape at the audacity of your putting words in it!
<Nitya> It's a vicious but convenient cycle.
<Motoko> For *you*, maybe.
<Nitya> Well yeah.  Why would I be concerned about someone else's convenience.
<Motoko> You're always like this! Thoughtless and selfish to boot!
<Nitya> I am stating patently obvious facts in a loud and angered fashion for some reason!
* Motoko slams a pillow into Nitya's face
<Nitya> gnrrf!!!

<Dolphinpeter> dolphins, the gay rapist of the seas
<Pravd> Well something in nature had to fill that niche.
<Arha> Ducks are the gay rapists of the sky.
<Pravd> I guess dolphins just drew that straw.

<Alkthash> First thing I would do if I had reality warping powers - make it so that typing an emoticon sets a persons hands on fire.

<jseblan> yeah, but there's "not going as planned" as in "everyone dies" and then there's "not going as planned" as in "I am mugging some officer with a non-existent gun and my underwear"

<BARCWD> I think it's saying something when I'm going to lighten up after having seen THREE MINUTES OF EVANGELION by watching a moody war drama.

<Solstace> ponicalica: >:||||||||
<Nitya> yeah, ponicalica, greater than colon series of pipes.
<HederaHelix> Uh oh, Solstace has eight mouths! Run!
<Lin_Chong> The crawling chaos.
<RocketDude> We always knew that Solstace was an abomination under that bishie skin
<Barcode> abishonenation
<Nitya> bishbomination.
<jseblan> From His eight mouth screams the End of Man, and it spews flames of great heat. The Solstace comes and with it our doom, and great music.