Yesterday, after finding out my character won’t be able to move to Ragnarok, I tried joining a new server. A whooping 10 servers total of PvE, mixed between EU and NA. Every one of them had 120+ players out of a max of 70.

I call shenanigans. A professional writer that doesn’t know the difference between there, they’re and their. Nope.

The problem with the Netflix-Marvel shows, is that none of them has any sense of urgency whatsoever.

Is it just me, or does that look like a PS2?

... galaxy ... galaxy ...

Can you do an article about what happens to an arm that’s under the chest-belt during a crash? My mother does this, and refuses to understand that her arm will be a lot shorter if her arm is there during a crash.

Mine makes a horrible beeping noise if it goes above 15 km/h and someone hasn’t belted up.

People who play The Police - Every Breath You Take in weddings are annoying. And fucked up.

Just how big is your asshole if you need nine fucking bathrooms?

You do realize the last two decades have spawned several “toddler” billionaires, right? This dealership decided money wasn’t good enough, so they treated a potential custommer like shit.

Didn’t 53% of everyone, except the rich few, not vote for him?

How dare they show a character running next to a house.

His hair looks like those jew hats I can’t remember the name of.

“Hey, icecream dude, could you change the tune? It’s making my puppies scared and go batshit crazy. Oh, and a gallon of soft serve, please.”

Doesn’t matter. They wont fix the game in the two-three weeks they have left anyway.

Someone needs to fire their eyebrow person.

Someone needs to fire their eyebrow person.

Dany didn’t get the eggs at birth. They were wedding gifts when she was sold to Khal Drogo.

Do you also do chili plants?

I don’t know who I hate more. This cunt, or Amy Schumer.

I understand the banning of toes. Feet are fucking disgusting.