I saw him on the streets of Toronto last summer, and for a brief second I thought of saying hi... and then I thought the same thing you just said. So I left him alone.
I saw him on the streets of Toronto last summer, and for a brief second I thought of saying hi... and then I thought the same thing you just said. So I left him alone.
Depends on the person. I was roommates with a 6'11" guy, and he didn’t have any chronic pain. He wasn’t lanky, though, and had a fairly normal build.
But it’s their favourite thing to do!
I stopped at some point in the third season because I found the Governor to be an obnoxious and poorly written character. Adding a one-dimensional bad guy to a show already full of one-dimensional characters was too much. Even after I heard he’d been killed off, I couldn’t bother to go back and resume the show.
We don’t truly believe this is real, do we?
I think they can. Someone down the hall from me put a boxspring out in the hallway a couple weeks back. Don’t know why and never found out (and they brought it back into their unit), but my first instinct was to assume they had bedbugs and I went to a very, very dark place until my wife pulled me out.
Eight years for me. I never managed to get rid of them, though. I moved out, tossing most of my belongings. Anything that I kept went in storage until I could be 100% certain they were dead. My brain will never recover from the trauma.
Or in the spine. Books are a great mode of transportation because people fall asleep with them in their bed all the time. The bugs crawl in, they return the book to the library, and they either hitch a ride in that book to a new home, or they crawl out and find a new novel to ride.
But it’s not bullshit. If you haven’t had these monsters in your home then you truly do not know the psychological havoc they wreak.
They hitchhike just fine on humans. All sorts of nooks and crannies in clothing is perfectly suited for those little bastards.
My wife and I got married in my parents’ backyard, hired neighbours to man the barbeque, and slashed the guest list down to only the people I was certain would hate me if they couldn’t come. Spent $2,500. It was awesome.
All this shit makes me feel so old. The whole concept of Twitch makes me scratch my head.
Welp. That’s a shame. I enjoyed Tarantino movies, but I’m not sure we’ll ever see one again.
Definitely not. But I’ll bet anything I’m happier than they are.
Sooooooo gross. Years ago, when I was single I went on Amazon and bought one of those “how to talk to women” books. Got about half way through the intro before I threw it out. As lonely as I was, I hated the idea of pretending I was something I’m not just to get laid. Now I’m married with two kids, so I was clearly…
Can we just outlaw sports?
Haha. You’re funny.
Well... Anakin’s mother did say there was no father. So, maybe?
He might be the “father” of video games as far as the history books go, but besides being a creep he stole a lot of ideas and continues to bad mouth the industry because he’s now an old man shouting at a cloud.