I’m going to be playing Rimworld.

Or a save-game editor.

Yup.
Fucking Uplay bait-and-switched me in Assassin’s Creed II.

My hot take:

In 2006 I walked into a Burger King in Grafton Street, Dublin, Ireland, and pissed on the floor. Because fuck them. Also, I’d spent 6 hours in Kehoes and was very drunk.

Homelessness is an easy problem to solve.

“A poll worker told her that all her votes had to be cast for the same party.”

How the fuck did HamNo earn such chastising?

It was like they admired the muscles and the “can-do” attitude but realised, perhaps too late, that their Deadspin S.O.’s friends were all arseholes and they seemed to be spending a lot of time with their women friends talking about why they were always either in the kitchen, or the bedroom.

There is a reason why nobody upvoted your comment.

Americans are fucked-up.
(Like obviously, since Trump is literally days away from having a chance at owning America’s nuclear codes and the secrets to Area 51.)

Schrodinger’s Douchebag.

Just a few hours ago, I saw ‘sexy nuns’ and ‘sexy catholic priests’ all over the city.

‘Sexy Puritan’ is classic oxymoronism.

Amerindians?
I’ve been told that’s a cool an acceptable term.

This Mustn’t Be The Place.

Is Penderyn Welsh whisky bad? I see that you spelled it ‘whisky’, not ‘whiskey’ which suggests poor form.

I like shopping because it gets me out of my man-cave and I get to see humans interacting. Always fascinating.

I’m Irish and a committed republican*.

Fucking console peasants.