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Cloud Made Me Broke

Cloud Made Me Broke
Every developer's worst nightmare: forgetting to terminate that EC2 instance you spun up "just for testing." You think you're being smart using cloud infrastructure, then AWS sends you a bill that looks like a phone number from a different country. The beauty of cloud computing is you only pay for what you use. The horror of cloud computing is you pay for everything you use—including that t2.micro instance that's been idling for 6 months straight because you forgot it existed. Pro tip: Set up billing alerts. Your bank account will thank you. Or better yet, use the free tier and actually read what "free" means before you accidentally provision a fleet of GPU instances.

Don't Try This At Home

Don't Try This At Home
Ah yes, the ancient art of strategic bug deployment. Because nothing says "job security" quite like waiting for the one person who actually understands the legacy codebase to board their flight to Cancun before releasing that critical production bug. The genius here is the timing. Senior dev on vacation means: no code reviews that actually catch things, no "well actually..." corrections in Slack, and most importantly, no one to fix your mess when everything inevitably catches fire. It's the developer equivalent of committing arson and then immediately leaving the country. Pro tip: If you're the senior dev reading this, never announce your vacation dates in advance. Junior devs are watching, waiting, and their Git branches are getting suspiciously active.

Download More Ram

Download More Ram
Someone actually did it. They literally downloaded more RAM. By mounting Google Drive as swap space, this absolute legend turned cloud storage into virtual memory. The df -h output shows gdrive:swap with a whopping 1.0P (petabyte!) of "available" space. Sure, your page faults will now require network requests to Google's servers with latency measured in geological epochs, but hey, technically you did download more RAM. Your system will be swapping at the speed of your internet connection instead of SSD speeds. What could possibly go wrong? The "alcohol won't affect my child" format perfectly captures how this is both technically brilliant and completely unhinged. It's the kind of solution that makes you go "wait, that's illegal" even though it's not.

Fuck Benchmarks. How Much Fps Are You Getting On The Bigrat??

Fuck Benchmarks. How Much Fps Are You Getting On The Bigrat??
Forget your fancy synthetic benchmarks and Crysis runs—the true test of any GPU's worth is whether it can render a photorealistic 3D rat at a smooth 165 FPS. Because nothing says "cutting-edge graphics performance" quite like a chonky rodent spinning in the void. Someone actually built this as a WebGL benchmark tool, and honestly? It's more entertaining than watching progress bars. Your $2000 RTX 4090 better be able to handle those fur shaders, or what's even the point? The rat judges all. The top-left corner shows a glorious 165 FPS at 165 Hz—clearly running on hardware that respects the rat. If your machine can't handle the bigrat, maybe it's time to upgrade. Or just accept that you'll be stuck at 30 FPS looking at a slightly less majestic rodent.

Is This Programming In The 2026 🤔

Is This Programming In The 2026 🤔
Welcome to the dystopian future where your job isn't writing code anymore—it's being a therapist to AI-generated spaghetti code. The AI confidently spits out a module that "works" but nobody understands why, and now you're stuck maintaining it like some cursed artifact. The real kicker? You can't just rewrite it because management loves their shiny AI tool, and explaining that the AI created an unmaintainable mess is like explaining to your cat why it shouldn't knock things off the table. So you sit there, debugging code that has the structural integrity of a house of cards, wondering if your CS degree was just preparation for this exact moment of existential dread. Plot twist: The AI probably trained on Stack Overflow answers, so you're essentially maintaining code written by a neural network that learned from copy-pasted solutions. The circle of life is complete.

Damn It Frieren

Damn It Frieren
The demon learns human language by saying printf and console.log. The demon enthusiastically shows off their new "Hello World" skills wrapped in body tags. Then someone drops the "HTML is not a programming language" truth bomb and the demon gets absolutely obliterated at light speed. The demon literally tried to flex with markup language. That's like showing up to a programming competition with a PowerPoint presentation. The speed of that destruction suggests this debate has claimed more lives than any actual demon ever could.

Not A Single Misplaced Cable

Not A Single Misplaced Cable
You know you've reached peak enlightenment when you successfully migrate your entire PC to a new case without creating a rat's nest of cables or accidentally plugging your GPU power into the CPU header. It's like performing open-heart surgery on yourself and waking up with better abs. The real flex isn't the RGB or the specs—it's that everything boots on the first try. No POST errors, no mysterious beeps, no "why is my SSD not showing up" panic. Just pure, unadulterated cable management perfection. You're basically a hardware whisperer at this point. Meanwhile, the rest of us are over here with our case panels barely closing because there's a spaghetti monster living behind the motherboard tray.

I Mean If It Works, It Works

I Mean If It Works, It Works
Game devs really out here milking TF2 and webfishing like they're the last two functional udders on the farm. Meanwhile, they're cheerfully skipping past the absolute Frankenstein's monster of spaghetti code and duct tape that's barely holding these games together. The cow looks like it's seen things—probably the codebase at 3 AM during a critical bug fix. But hey, as long as players keep showing up and the servers don't spontaneously combust, who needs refactoring? Technical debt is just a suggestion anyway. The "good morning sunshine" energy while ignoring the structural integrity of your entire project is peak game dev mentality. Ship it and pray.

Cloud Native

Cloud Native
CTO proudly announces they've migrated 95% of their infrastructure to the cloud, throwing around buzzwords like "resilient," "scalable," and "modern" to a room full of impressed stakeholders. Then someone asks the uncomfortable question: "Doesn't that mean we're entirely dependent on—" but gets cut off by the true believer shouting about best practices and industry standards. Nothing can go wrong when you follow the herd, right? Cut to: Cloudflare goes down and the entire internet breaks. Major outage. Good luck! Boss nervously asks how much of their infrastructure is affected. The answer? That 95% they were bragging about. But don't worry! The good news is they're only down when everyone else is down too. Misery loves company, and so does vendor lock-in. Who needs redundancy across multiple providers when you can just... hope really hard that AWS/Azure/GCP stays up? Turns out "cloud-native" sometimes just means "native to someone else's problems."

That's Why I Suck At Coding

That's Why I Suck At Coding
The ultimate career paradox: you grind LeetCode, master design patterns, and optimize algorithms until you can code in your sleep. Then you get promoted to senior, and suddenly your IDE collects dust while you're stuck in back-to-back sprint planning, stakeholder syncs, and architecture reviews. It's the cruel irony of software engineering—the better you get at solving problems with code, the less time you actually spend coding. Instead, you're translating business requirements, mentoring juniors, and explaining why "just make it work like Uber" isn't a valid technical specification. Your keyboard misses you, but Zoom definitely doesn't. The real skill ceiling isn't writing elegant code—it's surviving 8 hours of meetings without your soul leaving your body.

And Then Everyone Stood Up And Clapped

And Then Everyone Stood Up And Clapped
Ah yes, the classic "I met a teenager who built a $600k/month arbitrage bot with AI that worked on the first try" story. Right up there with "my cousin's friend invented blockchain 2.0 in his garage." The beautiful part is the escalating absurdity: design doc → Cursor → Sonnet 4.5 → boom, instant money printer. No debugging, no edge cases, no "wait the API changed" moments. Just pure vibes and arbitrage. The $400k Christmas bug that got fixed during dinner is chef's kiss territory—because nothing says "legitimate trading operation" like losing half a million dollars and casually patching it between turkey and dessert. Running it under mom's Polymarkets account is the cherry on top. SEC investigators love that one weird trick. The punchline "None of this ever happened btw" is unnecessary—we all knew from "worked on the first try."

Any Programmers In Here?

Any Programmers In Here?
Python programmers have achieved what no other tribe in the programming world has managed: the ability to identify each other in public restrooms. While Java devs are stuck respecting personal space like normal humans, Python folks apparently have a secret handshake protocol that triggers at urinals. The Python evangelist strikes immediately with recruitment tactics. "You should switch to Python bro" - because nothing says "appropriate bathroom conversation" like language wars while you're trying to mind your own business. Next he'll be explaining list comprehensions and the Zen of Python while washing his hands. Somewhere, a C++ developer is grateful nobody can recognize them by their template metaprogramming scars.