Ah, an artisanal, lovingly-crafted, used-every-IQ-point-on-this-zinger “NO U”

Well I’m glad you specifically reserved ‘puter-time for a Wednesday, just to prove you could.

I have a hard time wrapping my head around all the pity theory, but I do know the game is suspiciously good at giving you almost anything but what you actually want. Towards the start, I used the freebie team, and used wishes whenever I got to 10 of either Fate mostly for weapons. I had C5 Bennet and C4 Barbara…

He had big, beautiful tits.

She’s real, in our hearts.

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It’s a good conductor, and easy to work into shapes, but the goons who buy gold “For when society collapses” make me laugh until I shit in my pants.

Now I’m actually curious as to why you’re apparently only allowed on the internet on Tuesdays. I guess the rest of the week all you can have are all-you-can-eat crayons?

I wholeheartedly agree, and eat fairly similarly - why the fuck do I care if there’s actual beef slurry in my Taco Bell Cheesy Flamin’ Frito Spicy Rancharito? I don’t want to spend my “meat points” on garbage like that, and it’s obviously not about authentic beefy flavor. If I can even tell it’s not pure textured soy…

2 weeks to the day to come up with “ur dumb” with more words! Man, those synapses must be firing so hard they could power a city. Truly one of the great minds of our time right here. Move over Stephen Hawking! Outta his way Einstein! Got the big swinging dick of online insults coming through!

I want to say that, while our life situations have little overlap (I am not endangered by being myself in public, though there are people I care about dearly who are), I am happy for you in realizing that pieces of shit are going to act like that no matter what, so worrying about their comfort or happiness is really…

I’ve got a Mk7 on the stock all-seasons in Chicago and we do fine because we have plenty of practice and don’t drive like the stupid fucking buttplug in that truck who thinks he’s just going to bounce off the rev limiter until physics changes it’s mind.

I mean, he took that cookie and stuck it up my (YEAH), but that was actually all I really wanted anyway so I just left

The majority of the terribleness absolutely comes from the top. Slideshows do count for multiple page views, so writers are forced kicking and screaming to make them or get the fuck out. And the good writers didn’t drive themselves away or hire their replacements. The level of talent this family of websites has burned…

I can’t imagine a circumstance where driving a new shitpile I didn’t like for $1400 x 12 payments made more sense than A. Driving a shitpile I didn’t like for $3000 x 1 payment and save for something I liked or B. Driving something fine and new to really pretty nice CPO/used for $700 x 36 payments.

Not just that, but as a lifelong dog lover, and animal care professional who has worked with rescues, the worst possible use for a dog is to turn it into a weapon. The sociopathy of looking at a puppy and seeing it as a potential tool to maim or kill is the same if you’re a gangbanger or a cop.

I’d absolutely buy a ridiculous 5-disc special edition

I’m in a similar headspace - other people can and should absolutely play around in the world, but the big canonical movie stuff (the Whills are genderbended leather chastity pup-players, Ewoks are feeder cannibal sadist bear zaddies, etc) the Wachowskis call the shots, everybody else follows their lead.

Emile Hirsch is a turdnugget, and while I won’t watch un-pirated Woody Allen or Roman Polanski movies anymore, there are movies where I can balance out the 28 cents a shitty person will get for me watching it to show a friend something I feel like they GOTTA FUCKIN’ SEE.

It’s incredibly common in Chicago, but I personally have never understood - somebody rode up, hopped off, locked it up, and then just never came back. Did they buy a car that day? Move and not have room? Die? Do they walk past it once every few days and plan to wheel it home? Forget where it was? Lose they key? Bikes…