All the tits in the cosmos and yet we don’t get to see Jaal’s assuredly weird space dick.

Horseshit. That’s THE thing you’re supposed to say to Nancy Kerrigan before she goes on DWTS. People conceived the night she got her leg whacked have graduated college. It’s been long enough to take a crack at the joke.

In the meantime you can always...

I just hope it spreads to kids everywhere and not just clever 17 years olds in San Francisco. I’m glad she is challenging this crap but I worry more about kids like my brother’s kids. It’s not directly because of my brother or his wife. It’s her mother. She’s a loud and overbearing idiot. Not long after the election…

Handjobs when dad’s had a rough day?

There’s only one way to save the patient now! I must focus!

Are you kidding? That tiny brain is the only thing keeping it in check. Cut its head off and it’s liable to flip over your car.

I was reading through the comments when this thought occurred to me: What if the Mona Lisa was a contemporary painting? Would Leonardo have been called a beta cuck? Would people tweet rape or death threats to Lisa? “WTF w/that enigmatic grin, cow?! You’ll do smth when I put my dick in you!” Reality has become a damn…

Your username, much like her eyebrows, I love. And god almighty...the flames from that burning trash heap of deplorable internet history would have been seen from space.

God I had forgotten about her. It was something similar to this story, iirc. I think she was getting harassed for shit she had absolutely no control over because some things she had said years in the past were misconstrued...which I’m sure I’m putting far too mildly given how unhinged some of these people seem to be.

I know it’s not the point of the demo but I am so incredibly bothered that the player isn’t meticulously scanning every surface and checking every message. Oh well...I’ll get my own chance soon enough.

At first glance I thought it was odd as well but I love that there’s a reason for it.

It’s alright. Earlier today in my car I had a five minute conversation with myself that ended with “And thus did the lord sayeth ‘Slow thine roll’ and all was good.” I think the only reason it ended was due to my laughing so hard at my own joke that I had to remind myself I was driving.

A three door hatch isn’t anywhere near big enough to hold all the guns that each of us owns, we need the snow chains at hand (obviously there’s no space in the cab what with our guns and everything)so we can pull a Die Hard on short notice and hang/whip mercenaries with them, and how dare you insinuate that we waste…

Speaking for myself, he’s definitely a large part of it. Or rather he’s a large part of why I still love it as an adult.

I think Carrie Fisher deserves an honorable mention at the very least.

You know what first tickled me about the game’s attention to detail? The part where you’re exploring the ruin and barefoot as a child. When I noticed they actually went to the trouble of capturing different sounds based on the surface Aloy was walking on, I spent a couple minutes hopping around and hearing the spats…

You have a one sided talk with him at his grave. I did the same as Arden’s friend and went to say goodbye before leaving after the proving. It was a lovely little moment.

It’s beautiful but all I can see are the things I could pick up in Yakuza to smash over the heads of thugs.

Well you seem like a caring, capable, and generally alright kind of person. Now I feel bad for referring to SoulCycle (and similar businesses by extension) as a weird exercise cult in an earlier comment. I mean I still wouldn’t attend your class but now that’s only because I’m horribly lazy.