I heard it helps recognize dead or diseased bodies
I heard it helps recognize dead or diseased bodies
Damn, last time I played the wall of flesh was the final boss
On the flip side, every RPG should have a “Busy Adult” setting that recaps where you are, what you were doing, and possibly even a brief reexplainstion of the controls because you haven’t gotten the chance to play in 7 months.
Aren’t almost all Japanese people lactose intolerant?
Every current system of government, lmao.
Not won, but could have had peace quite a lot earlier. Fuck Nixon and Kissinger.
Doesn’t a rather large portion of that come from Mao Zedipshit’s Great Leap Forward?
I feel like a lot of the more modern problems with our society stem from people NOT calling out and shaming dumbasses. Ignorance used to be a thing to be ashamed of, now people wear it with a badge of pride. I think some of that comes from the internet, which has allowed people to ignore any criticism and find echo chambers of fellow idiots to circle jerk each other into believing they’re right.
Ignorance and stupidity deserve to be called out, and those who spread it shouldn’t be protected from embarrassment.
Honestly, I joined the Star Trek server because it checked all the boxes. Allows down votes, doesn’t block NSFW posts, doesn’t force censorship of words they think are naughty, large enough to be active and have a wide range of subscribers. Funny memes about one of my favorite shows is just a bonus.
There’s playing with fan expectations; and then there’s taking everything the fans loved, literally burning it on screen, and essentially saying “none of this matters anymore and you were stupid if you thought it ever did”.
I fear for my safety around Christians.
My favorite thing about news stories is the week after where the same story gets posted again, and again, with slightly different wording and images.
leans in close
Biiiiiiitch…
God, you’re so cool and edgy, bro! Bro, everyone loves when you shove politics into things, bro. Your hot takes are always so fucking on point, bro! I fucking love it!
The other day, bro, I was getting groceries and the cashier asked “paper or plastic?” and another bro behind me chimed in and said “OR sleepy Joe and fascist Kamala?!” and I creamed my fucking pants right there in the store.
Tell me more, bro. You got me so fucking hot, bro. Let’s go to a child’s birthday party and interrupt the happy birthday song by shouting about America’s foreign policy. They’ll be so fucking impressed, bro. And then we can make out over the birthday cake while we explain the failures of capitalism, bro.
God, I’m so hard now, bro. Please, bro. PLEASE! Make me cream myself, bro. Make me cream myself to the sounds of your hot fucking takes on the geopolitical climate, bro! Bro!
Fake conversations are just a straw man to avoid serious engagement.
Looks like a life lesson on how to not handle printer toner.
And if they grab a vacuum, there will quickly be a second life lesson on how not to clean up printer toner.
I wonder if that includes ringbacks. You know, the thing where when people called you, instead of hearing a phone ringing they heard a song that sounded like it was filtered through a tin can full of pennies and loose screws.
When I was a child, the Alphabet stopped at W, as God intended!
I mean, compared to LabView…