the class about White guilt and White Privilege
the class about White guilt and White Privilege
US here, and I don’t agree with a single thing you said. To be honest: what you’ve just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber…
Yeah. The premise of this article seems to be “Why doesn’t this fighting game with a guest character from and RPG make everything about the guest character and make a full fledged story for them?”
“Was it worth it?”
In recent weeks, I’ve been trying to catch up on what seem to be highly-regarded art games from the past few years.
I think another typo in the production process assumably explains the chronological confusion here. Hopping from 2248 to 2298 and back to 2245 is just one of the hazards you face when you’re fighting the Predater.
Nope. It never will. I was driving my daughter home from camp a couple of weeks ago and she was rattling on about how she baked some bread but they didn’t write her name on it, instead they wrote Martha Te-
“WHY DID YOU SAY THAT NAME?!”
And then she didn’t talk to me for the rest of the trip, because I’m a “weirdo”.
Oh no, you linked to a video. I can do that, too:
Your takes are fucking terrible and the links to your blog are double-down awful.
I’m not sure cutting an arm off the guy who beat up the Hulk is likely to be a cinch....
I’m cracking up at you using “undergrad obsession” as an insult on a review of Riverdale, of all things.
I got into so many arguments with people regarding how Shadow of Mordor pretends to get Tolkien canon but doesn’t really. Mostly just illuminating how many friends I know think they know Tolkien but really only do at best on a superficial level
Foggy: “We just heard someone call in an All Units, to someplace called Midland Circle.”
Trish: “Did you say Midland Circle?”
Malcolm: “Yeah, do you know it?”
Trish: “That was the epicenter.”
Foggy: “Of what?”
Trish: “Of everything.”
Foggy: “...”
Karen: “...”
Malcolm: “So, what, like... the Big Bang, or...?”
Trish: “Sorry, no,…