The Mom’s Basement Putsch
Isn’t Cinemax or one of its subchannels already called that?
I mean, they still haven’t definitively answered yet whether the Netflix version is cannon to the MCU, have they?
Not on the list, but should be: DO. NOT. GIVE. PETS. AS. A. GIFT!
Do not impose a friend or loved one with a long-term responsibility without their consent. Even if they had expressed desire of owning a pet, do not go out and get one for them. Let them pick, if they so desire. But do not saddle someone with your own…
“You know, with Hitler Kanye, the more I learn about that guy, the more I don’t care for him.”
So you avoid the contemptuous sneers and mocking smirks all the regular gym rats give to the New Year’s Resolutioners.
They mix just fine, it’s the dildos in suits at the networks and studios that are the problem.
It’s kinda steam-punky, which is sci-fi adjacent.
Motherfucker, you invented time travel, went back, stole my joke and posted it before I could.
It could end up being the Treasure Planet of the CGI Disney era.
I tried making one, but all it types out is “++?????++ Out of Cheese Error. Redo From Start.”
Or they could launch a computer virus that takes over the automatic ballast systems in oil tankers, causing them to over balance and capsize and... wait a minute...
Jesus, now people are going to have to jailbreak their cars?
And after they’ve been max deboosted the user will be put on double-secret probation.
I mean, Count Dracula in Bram Stoker’s Dracula was killed with a Bowie knife. So I don’t see why not.
I guess Oregon Trail is educational if you don’t play the way I always did: spend all my money on gunpowder and ammo and just hunt at every stop until computer class was over.
Then there’s this gem, which unfortunately is not available anywhere except eBay for an exorbitant price or torrent sites for free:
The Rings of Power and House of the Dragon can both kick rocks. This is my high fantasy jam.
Although now we can’t call a rapid-fire tirade of them a “toot storm.”