I would have gone with “Faintly eggish chelsea tractor for the Silicon Valley set”, but “Minivan” works too.

Was helping a mate sell an old Merc. So, we put it up on a local craigslist equivalent, photos and descritption, so on, so forth, usual shit.

Oh, so it’s basically a big, slightly eggy looking SUV. But electric.

I’ll be honest, I prefer world of warships. It’s everything world of tanks should have been. For example, Good.

It only really screws me on real high shots - when the camera tilts up that far, I lose view of everything else on the field, making it very difficult to get my bearings in relation to anything to make a shot.

It should tell you something that I managed to remember where “Sorry!” was before I remembered where “Thanks!” was.

Courtney Barnett’s fucking amazing - See her live if you get the chance. Her label put her whole album on youtube for free, look up “Milk Records Melbourne” to catch it. Highlights:

Well, I suppose they are both typically located to the south, but that’s about it.

Pretty sure that’s not what they mean when people ask “Can you drive a stick?”

Oh man, that sound is awful. Whenever you bump anything, it sounds like you’ve battered a pillow with a tennis racket.

I’m not particularly concerned. Pretty much anyone with one or more working eyes can tell that my vehicle is pretty fucking defective.

Here’s another option -

“1. Joy Delete”

All they need now is an ad with Peter Dinklage saying “This controller...Came from the moon.”

Missed a golden opportunity for the background music.

Yep - Mr Handy collects caps slower than Explorers, and doesn’t collect items, but does not have hostile encounters while out in the wasteland. At least, the kind that causes damage, he might have a different opinion about that dog and the “hydrant incident.”

I’d say the Hyundai I45.

“The first Endless Space was OK, hinting at some of Amplitude’s future strengths (like slick UI and a killer soundtrack) but in the long run suffering from a dryness; a game devoid of much story, point or joy.”

The previous owner’s dog.

It was Orlowe, not Torch, and I’m an idiot.